I've almost fallen asleep once. I was camping down in the High Sierra's with a bunch of family and friends. The last night we were there, me and all the young guys stayed up until 3am just B.Sing each other. The day before that we had gotten a couple of jack rabbits so we skinned and gutted them, and burried all that stuff. So we went to bed at around 3am. I woke up at around 5:30am to a couple of coyotes digging up the entrails. So I get up, grabbed my .243 and went a hunting. I chased them out of camp, and they all split up. By this time my uncle was up, and a couple others were as well. So we started hunting them. I got a 500yard or there abouts shot at one of them, fired 4 times missed everytime. So we stopped the hunt, we didnt get them. We packed up camp, and headed down the 20 mile 4x4 trail into Bishop, California (4 hours, slow going). We got down into Bishop at I think 6pm or something like that, and we headed north. I was with my grandfather. I think it was at around 2am that night, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, I think we were still in California, but not sure. It was northwest of Reno I do know that. Anyways, at that point my grandfather was snoozing beside me, and we were going along on one of those straight roads that I aint used to, with nothing but what seemed like desert all around. Anyways I found myself kinda blinking real heavy, and while blinking it would take like 2 seconds for me to force my eyelids open. I remember blinking and kinda felt all relaxed, then I did one of the head bob things where your head dips down and you yank it up real quick and wake up. At that point I rolled down the window (doing 75mph), cranked the stereo, which in turn woke my grandfather up, and I was like next time we fill up were switching.
i am on percocet now
