Sleep Reading

Once in college I freaked out a roommate of mine. I was lying in bed with a book propped up on my chest and my light still on. She came in from a study session, chattered at me for a little while, went and washed up in the bathroom, then came back and kept chattering away. When I didn't respond, she finally looked around the book to find my eyes closed; I was clearly in a deep sleep. She thought I looked creepy, looking like I was reading when I had actually fallen asleep and hadn't let go of the book.

Good to know Lindsey will some day be able to play the same trick on a college roommate of hers. Though she'll have to work on her book-propping skills.