I woke up early today after drinking way too much yesterday and have been surrounded by cats for the last hour. Cats... everywhere.
I had to get up early to put money into my bank account so that our electricity would stay on because apparently I'm the only person in this house who can keep up with finances and keep track of bills. But it was a pretty nice morning and when I came home, after a quiet fight with Daniel over the one thing I used to swear I'd never let rule my life, money, we curled up under the warm blankets, smoked a tad, and hid under the blankets until I had to get up and get dressed for work. It was a dramatic sort of morning, but at least it's better now.
BTW, I don't like cats, but this cat is pretty fucking cute http://www.hipforums.com/newforums/album.php?albumid=1171&pictureid=33092
There's a completely white month old kitten on my shoulder right now watching me type. No one can say that it's not adorable.
If I have to get up early in the morning I just stay up all night instead. I have a hard time waking up early. Mostly because it's impossible for me to go to bed before 2:00 AM