To Sleep, Perchance to....

So I dream a lot. And as an extension of this, I talk in my sleep a lot. Sleep talking is a form of sleep apnea known to the science community as "somniloquoy." Most people outgrow it by adolescence, but I guess I'm not most people. I have to admit, it's pretty easy to entertain friends/family with all the weird babblings, squeaks and bleets unconsciously coming out of my mouth. The result is sometimes profound, sometimes incriminating, and often random. A sampling of outbursts:

"I can't find my underwear!"

"Puppies..." *tosses head* "Puppies..."

"Puppies."

-*Babbling noises*-

"People cannot see what is right in front of them..." (first line of song composed in sleep)

"NO!"

"Who are you? Where's the baby?"

That last one was relayed to me by my boyfriend, who was a tad disgruntled upon hearing it, to say the least.