I have a problem. I cannot wake up in the morning. Ever. This morning, I "snoozed" for an hour. AN HOUR! Earlier this week, I tried to combat this problem by setting the alarm on the buzzer setting instead of radio, thinking the mind-numbing BLEEPBLEEPBLEEEP sounds would snap me out of my snooze addiction and increasingly bizarre dreams about waiting tables.
Wrong. I slept through it.
Something is wrong with me.
I've come up with a couple of solutions:
- I hire a large man to throw me out of my bed every morning. If that large man would also make me breakfast and wash my dishes, that would be ideal.
- I train Layla and Mufasa to perform a song and dance every morning. You know, like in Cinderella.
Either way, something has to happen. I wake up every morning pissed at myself and never have time to eat. It's really not good for my mental health.
Help. Me.
