Black and White (Alarm Clocks, actually)

Daily, I wake up to my alarm clock. It is the worst sound in the world, a sort of "AEEHHHH!! AEEHHHH! AEEHHHH!" And it's not, unfortunately, one of those pleasant clocks that shuts up after a few minutes or so. It would aeehhhh! itself eternally if I didn't hit it. I've put it across the room from my bed, the theory being that getting out of bed to turn it off would wake me up, etc. But instinctively, I switch from sleeping like the dead to olympian speed medalist, bounding from bed to slam the snooze button, turning on my heel, and leaping back into the bed covers in a mere matter of nanoseconds. (Nanoseconds, buddy, mere nanoseconds!!!!)

This morning, I turned my alarm clock off instead of hitting the snooze button and woke up around 7:45ish. When I squinted at the clock though without the aid of my glasses, it looked like 11:45 and I almost had a heart attack, thinking I'd overslept and was seriously late for work. (Starts at 9:30) Let me tell you, there is nothing for waking up like experiencing a near heart attack of panic. Bang! I was out of bed like a shot.

This post was really supposed to be about something else (notice the title) and I spent some time picking out a picture that has absolutely nothing to do with what I actually wrote about. Oh well. Good night.