Bad Kitty
My cat has a bad habit of waking me up in the morning. When he wants me pay attention to him, he knows that all he has to do is sit on my chest, purring, put one paw out to touch my face, and I'll jolt awake. As I don't get up to feed him when he does this, I'm not sure why he insists on doing it, especially an HOUR (almost precisely) before I get out of bed. There are several obnoxious problems with this:

1) He purrs rather loud and has sharp claws, so it's startling to be woken by a scratchy pat to the face...

2) When I wake up, I usually have to pee... if I go to the bathroom, my body wakes up a bit; if I don't, I had to pee too badly to get back to sleep...

3) If I wake up an hour or less before my alarm goes off, my brain deems it pointless to let me go back to bed. So I toss and turn and generally waste an hour of time in bed.

This morning, I made a mistake and ended up losing more sleep than usual. The cat came up to snuggle me, albeit quietly, and though I tried to avoid looking at the clock or getting up, I finally succumbed to the temptation, saw it was 6:08AM, and got up to take a pee.

I didn't get back to sleep.

I changed positions a hundred times, tried stopping all thought, let my mind wander here and there, and still couldn't get to sleep. After what seemed like forever, Rupert came and sat on my chest again, this time purring loudly. I thought, "shouldn't my alarm have gone off by now?", turned over to look at the clock across the room and saw that it said 6:04AM.

Like a bad dream, was time repeating itself?

God damn my terrible 20/200 eyesight. I woke up at 5AM and convinced myself it was almost time to get out of bed. Then, at 6AM, I convinced myself of the same thing again. So here I am, with 4 1/2 hours of sleep, not nearly as delirious as I expected, but pissed off nonetheless.