I sleepwalk. Probably considered chronic, since I've done it since childhood and it happens every few months or so.
One of my weirder in the past few years involved going to the pantry, removing all of the cans, and stacking them in a pyramid.
I also had a spell where I kept getting the bible out of the bookcase (I'm not religious) in my sleep, and waking up with it in my bed. My grandmother moved it to prevent this, and I woke up to find all of my books thrown on the floor.
When I was a kid, one of the things I did was sleepwalk to the refrigerator, open it, and stick my head in it until I went to sleep.
Waking up all cramped with your head in a refrigerator is disorienting.
Edit: and by "went to sleep" in the refrigerator story, I mean stopped sleepwalking for the evening.
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