Last night was weird

Small fact about me; if you wake me up within 15 minutes of me falling asleep, prepare for really strange behavior. My hands shake, sometimes I get really afraid, I don't make sense, and it takes me a few minutes to figure out what's going on.

It hasn't happened for a while, but Husband woke me up during that fifteen minute window last night. And it turned into the motherload of strange. I was very confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. Nothing looked right. There were these rolling covers with chains at the end of the bed, and nothing else looked like our bedroom. I said, "I'm really confused," and he didn't quite answer. I then sat up and got more frightened because it was all so strange-looking. I concentrated and tried to figure out what was going on but it was like my brain was unable to figure out such a concept. After intense thought, I managed to say, "I don't know where I am," which also went uncommented-on by Husband. I thought I had to use the bathroom, so I got up, and tried walking, only the walls were different and there were tons of doors, and I couldn't quite understand what was going on. My hand would hit the wall, but I couldn't see a wall, so it was the ultimate disconnect. I did manage to finally get into the bathroom, though the strangeness lingered and lingered. It was almost like being blind because the hallucinations were so vivid that I couldn't see the real world.

No, I did not take any medication. This was an entirely free journey into weirdsville. By the time I got back in bed, I could finally see the real world, and it was with a great deal of relief that I realized that I was home. Yes, it took that long to figure out.

In other news, I am mainlining on the playlist for my giant Riptide fic, working on restocking my eBay store, and thinking about processing new merchandise, though I probably will craft something instead. At least, I should. I had leftover Starbucks chai from Saturday night, and it was quite intense. I think that it got stronger somehow. There was leftover prime rib in the fridge, too, so I ate that as well. Along with orzo and green beans. An awesome leftover lunch.

I am so obsessed with this playlist. I really hope I can get some writing done this week. I'm starting to get super excited about finally posting this bastard.

ETA: Also, courtesy of lady_branwyn, this hilarious Cracked blog entry about LJ.

Slightly baffled

Where did the idea that Valentine's Day is a "greeting card company holiday" come from? I mean, according to Wikipedia, it's been around for a while. I had always heard the story of Saint Valentine in school.

Someone on the radio in WI was talking about how it's a holiday made up by the greeting card industry, but that's not true. And then I read it somewhere on my flist, I think. It's not like Grandparent's Day. It's an old holiday.