I was awoken at 5:15 this morning by a pack of crazies. Think Night of the Living Dead, only a little bit later than night and a lot more frightening.
Okay, it was actually the neighborhood mommy brigade out on their “morning” walk. I know about them not because I have ever voluntarily gotten up that early, but rather because I have gone to bed that late. In fact, I have come face-to-face with the zombies mommies a time or two when I stumbled in from a late night out.
I do not think anything in the 5 a.m. range is morning, but let them call it what they will. Personally, I think they’re nuts. Oh, and they talk too loud.
Yeah, gotta agree with you there. My alarm is set for 5:40AM, and that is entirely to early to get up because you have to go work; getting up that early VOLUNTARILY is just...insane.
4:30, anyone? Workout at the Y by 5? Fun, fun. And stupid.
4:30, anyone? Workout at the Y by 5? Fun, fun. And stupid.
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