sleepwalker strikes again
last night while i was falling in love with bette midler all over again while watching “for the boys,” i decided i’ve always wanted to be her. she’s so cool, so amazing. and it was fun to watch a movie where monica geller’s dad and stanley roper make an appearance with james caan. before i could imagine myself singing for the troops during wartime, i heard brad get out of bed and pee and then wander into the living room. it wasn’t until he plopped himself down on a chair to seemingly watch the movie with me at 3am that i realized he must’ve been sleep walking. i was still watching bette on the front line but her singing was somewhat marred by the stupid snoring machine in his tighty-whities. oh, he’s going to kill me for this one…
