At 10:20 I was awoken by a series of nudges in my back.
"Bebe....Kim... KIM... wake up. Help me."
I lazily rolled over, eyes half asleep.
Sharl was flailing his body at me like a gimp, with his arms under his pillow.

Me (grumpy): "What??"
Sharl: "Help me. I can't move my arms. They have fallen asleep
and they're dead. Can you please move them down?"
Me (sigh): "You woke me up out of my dream for this??"

I grab his dead weight arms, which are cold from lack of circulation and flip him over on his side.

Sharl: "Thanks"
Me: (he's friggin weird!!) "You're welcome."


Today Becky's coming over for a long-due best friend bonding night. I miss her. Can't wait to sit in my kitchen with her laughing, and eating random things from my fridge.