Oh, add me to the crazy bunch. I talk to, answer, and argue with myself outloud. Living alone has perpetuated this. The last time I overindulged in a little too much wine and had a hangover the next morning, I woke up, refused to get out of bed and had an hour long conversation with the cat. He was a good sport though, chiming in a few meows and licks every now and then while I'm arguing away, lol. I swear Ive got a running start on the whole crazy cat lady thing, haha!