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By revolutionaire.


Manic Monday!

I don't want to be at work today. Nothing against my job or anything, but work sucks today. I'm sure it's because I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, but what can I do about that now? As much as I wish I could, I can't re-sleep, re-wake, and start all over. And even if I could... most likely the reason I woke on the wrong side of the bed would still be present.

See, I bought a new alarm clock (speaking of which ... Laura, I might have something you might be interested in, see picture.), one that's also a port for my iPod, and this morning was the first time I witnessed it's alarm. And ... HOLY SHIT, man! It's like a goddamn firetruck is running through my bedroom.

I guess now I see why it was the cheapest one on Amazon.com... oi vay.

This is going to be a chronic love/hate relationship, let me tell you. I'm already not a morning person and now, to have this hellish siren blaring louder and louder the longer it goes on, right next to my head every single, god-forsaken, morning is not going to make me a happier camper in the A.M.s. (hey, that's my initials!) Oh god, this is going to suck.

Anyhow, be glad you're not my mom, she's got to face me every morning, and I'm willing to bet money I'm not going to be very nice from this morning on (not that I ever was).

But ... there is a bright side.

I do get to wake up and immediately play music -- any music I'd like, all at my finger tips, all eager to be played. That's a positive thing. I'll have to cope with the firetruck for the simple fact that the music is such an incredibly awesome perk to this alarm clock. yay.

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Laura said…
hello kitty alarm clock! yay!

my alarm clock is like a hello kitty tea cup, and the slice of lemon on the cup is a night light! i've had it since i started college, in my very first dorm room, in like 2001. that clock and i have been through a lot together :-)
April 15, 2008 at 12:45 PM
revolutionaire. said…
Well then I guess you don't need my hand-me-down clock. ;)

I thought of you when I replaced it.
April 15, 2008 at 1:32 PM
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