don't mess with the force
Apr. 4th, 2007 03:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireI have more serious LJ entries to write later, probably after yoga class. But for now, I want to relate the hilarious story of Joe, one of my stellar trainees. He's my age, and a funny, film making guy. He suffers from sleep paralysis and night terrors. When he was younger, he just thought he was insane.
Joe had a stuffed Ewok that was on his bed at night when he was about 7 years old. One evening, he was having a night terror. Frozen in his sleep, Joe thought he was awake and unable to move. The dream Ewok spoke in a deep voice, threatening to kill Joe.
When he woke up in the morning, Joe ripped open the stuffed Ewok. He stuffed a bunch of ground hamburger meat into its belly. The Ewok went sailing into the backyard, to fall prety to the not so tender mercies of a German Shepard named Bullet.
I keep making Joe tell this story over and over again. I laughed so hard my stomach aches.
Joe had a stuffed Ewok that was on his bed at night when he was about 7 years old. One evening, he was having a night terror. Frozen in his sleep, Joe thought he was awake and unable to move. The dream Ewok spoke in a deep voice, threatening to kill Joe.
When he woke up in the morning, Joe ripped open the stuffed Ewok. He stuffed a bunch of ground hamburger meat into its belly. The Ewok went sailing into the backyard, to fall prety to the not so tender mercies of a German Shepard named Bullet.
I keep making Joe tell this story over and over again. I laughed so hard my stomach aches.
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Date: 2007-04-04 09:17 pm (UTC)My mom has night terrors.
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Date: 2007-04-04 11:15 pm (UTC)