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I don't usually do much talking in my sleep, as far as I know, but I do have a proclivity for grinding my teeth, especially when I'm stressed out. Steven told me that when he got in bed two nights ago, I started grinding my teeth, so he touched my face and told me to stop. "I'm not," I replied in a sleepy voice, "I have some candy." "You have some candy?" he asked. "Yeah," I confirmed. I have no recollection of any of this, not even the type of candy I thought I was eating. I did wake up with gritty teeth, though. Yum!
Oh yeah, and I have a midterm this weekend, which might explain the stress. I'm currently in the midst of designing the perfect male contraceptive.
Oh yeah, and I have a midterm this weekend, which might explain the stress. I'm currently in the midst of designing the perfect male contraceptive.