Monday, April 7, 2008

Alarm Clocks

I've used a lot of alarm clocks. I've tried my mom's old one (oish, that one is loud), a radio/CDplayer/alarm one (it just recently "officially" bit the dust), and even digital watch alarms; but to no avail. For the past couple of years, my mom has pretty much had to spend about 45 minutes attempting to drag me out of bed and shove me out the door to drive me to school (it's very rare for me to make the bus).

Thanks Mom.

Well, at 5:15 this morning (WAY too early) those two stupid (I say this affectionately) hamsters, Fisk and Sir Michael, were in the wheel in their cage on my dresser, making a ton of noise; that thing was squeaking like mad. So I manually turned the wheel for 'em--one at a time--for a couple of minutes, then I went back to sleep.

At about 5:45, they woke me up again. This time, they were both in the wheel at the same time, clambering over each other and trying to make it turn. Now, 5:45 is VERY early, and I ran out of patience VERY quickly. I kicked 'em both out of the wheel and closed it off. I tried to go back to sleep, but they, the furry little bastards, were making a racket in the plastic tube; plus, they were chewing at the plastic gate. So I just listened to my iPod for a while (Running Up That Hill-Kate Bush; Once In Every Lifetime-Jem, The Dangling Conversation-Simon and Garfunkel, Starlight-Muse, yada yada yada.)

At 6:38 (or somewhere around there, anyway) I finally got out of bed (listening to the awesome Basshunter. DotA, if you know the song) and got ready for school. Of course, I still looked like I just raided Army Surplus, but there are a few things that an early start won't change (thank mayo).

I was up before my brother, (which here I will call Fritz, even though that is nowhere near his real name). I was ready for school early; which just about gave my mom a heart attack. I was even the first one at the bus stop.

Then again, who ever thought that hamsters could be such efficient alarm clocks? This morning I was half torn between giving them some extra sunflower seeds, and cursing the stupid explorer who brought back hamsters for all I was worth.


1 comment:

XOXO said...

Language, my sweet. Great post though. And you're welcome. :)