Wednesday, October 11, 2006


I amuse myself often by wondering what conversations between my husband and I would sound like taken out of context. Here are a couple of samples:

Cerise: "Wait - how did Felicity Huffman get infected?"

Ramon: [surprised] "Oh. I don't know. Must've been when the pilot was bleeding and writhing around."

C: "Yeah, but the two doctors were the only ones that got blood on them. Not her."

R: "You're right. Huh."

C: "Just plot-driving, I guess. 'It could be anyone, AT ANY TIME'."

R: [chuckle] "Yep."


One morning I got up and was pulling on clothes, looking down on a
sleepy Ramon (who was tangled up in the covers with B'Elanna). This is
our conversation:

Cerise: "Monchis."

Ramon: "Mm?"

C: "There's an open condom wrapper on your bedside table."

R: "Oh my god."

C: "It must have been from a few nights ago, huh? Or did you do something to me while I was sleeping last night?"

R: "Uh, no, unless I was asleep too."

[pause] He blinks, yawns.

R: "Sleep-fucking."


Anyone else this weird within the bounds of their committed relationship?



Blogger Jonathon said...

I love those strange, awkward morning conversations.

" you sleeping last night when [insert odd activity here]"

One of the best parts of couple-dom.

10/13/2006 2:48 PM  
Blogger Morphea said...

Seriously, man. I really do think that the weirdness is one of the best bits of being in a committed relationship. You know, besides uninhibited sex.


10/13/2006 3:31 PM  
Blogger Aly H. said...

Ash's alarm went off one day last week and the radio was set to some god-awful morning talk program. The hosts were on the phone with a caller who had to answer a trivia question to win something. (I think. I was asleep, so I'm reconstructing a bit.) The caller had to name a large bird that played a significant role in a famous work of fiction about a mariner. I sat straight up out of a deep sleep and yelled, "It's an albatross, goddammit! Now turn that thing off!" Ash nearly fell out of bed laughing. I went straight back to sleep.

10/13/2006 8:55 PM  
Anonymous el gato gordo said...


10/17/2006 8:49 AM  
Blogger Morphea said...

Aly, dear god. I nearly spewed Earl Grey all over my keyboard.

Uh, Gato? Hot?

You're just weird.

10/17/2006 10:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dude Aly that's freakin funny.

There's nothing like the leakage of random sub-conscious discourse between you, yourself and the waking world just past the veil of your skin.


10/26/2006 5:40 PM  
Blogger Morphea said...

Whoa. That's all poetical and stuff.

10/27/2006 3:04 PM  

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