Don't you love it (not) when...
1. You wake up at 4am, and your body springs to life as if it's actually time to begin the day? I realize for some people 4am works in that respect, but 4am is meant for only two things with me: a shift in sleeping position for the home stretch or possibly a bathroom trip.
2. You're in a slight state of panic, but you've actually completed everything you needed to have done? I've checked the least not once, not twice but thrice and I still seem prepared and poised to have something horrendous befall me. Eeek.
3. Your boss plans the annual company all expense paid week-long holiday trip to Cabo San Lucas...for your birthday week? Okay, no shit - I'm actually loving that one and hoping the universe sends me someone tall, brown and ridiculously together to share it with.
4. Your dog snores louder than you? Wrapped in a blanket, nose peeking out, deepest breathing you ever heard. I almost wanna jostle her...because I'm mean from time to time.
5. You fall sleep with too many pillows on your bed and you keep wondering why you have that nagging kink in your neck? Pretty made beds with hundreds of pillows may look appealing, but this must be examined.
Time to go wrestle with the sleep fairy again....
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Silly you. 4 A.M. is meant for making at least the first cup of coffee, skimming your e-mail and seeing who's online.
someone tall, brown and ridiculously together
Mr. Obama, pehaps? I actually have no idea how tall he is. :)
I hope the fairy won and you wake rested.
I love Barack, but for sheerly platonic reasons. I'm afraid my crush on him has more of an idolater nature. Besides, I think I love his wife as much as I do him and I'm no home wrecker!
While he certainly embodies one who has it together on any front I can see with the naked eye (and while do I have a thing for a gentleman that can turn a phrase that's not some ridiculous double-speak cloaked as 'wit') he has two things working against him though...
1. He's a smoker. That's always been a deal breaker for me. I don't care who you are. Smoking, kills it for me.
2. He's um...not tall enough. (yeah, I said it)
Ok ok ok...I'm working on this height thing of mine. My last beau was 6'6, the one most recently in the running post him is 6'4...my cut-off is 6'3. Barack comes in a 6'2, which is tall by any other standard but mine. I know, I know. I'm being ridiculous. But I'm 5'9, my Dad is 6'5 and I hail from a family of tall, broad, hardy men. (Geebie - pun intended). I almost don't see 'em unless their heads are nearing skyline.
He's a smoker. That's always been a deal breaker for me
And for me, as well. Do you have a personal reason for it being so? Mine is the loss of my father to smoking-related illnesses. I simply see smoking as self-destructive.
my cut-off is 6'3
(Balding head down, 5'8" Cinephile slinks into the blogosphere after posting comment....)
oh i hate when that happens. i usually refuse to get up. i just lay there, try to at least pass into a doze, and toss and turn til six.
and as for the smoking... i used to swear i'd never date anyone who smoked. that went right out the window when i met *him*. funny thing, he never smellt of cigarettes. i have NO clue how he did it, but he never smelled of them. as soon as i'd leave out, i would notice how badly i stank of them, and i absolutely positively cannot stand smelling of cigarettes, but he never did. ever. he always smellt wonderful.
however, i don't think i could *live* with a smoker, just because i despise so much the smell, and how it gets into everything. i can't handle having a bed that smells of cigs, or having my books, and my dollies, and my clothes all smelling of them. no thanks. so i guess it's not an initial deal breaker, but still is a deal breaker.
i like a man to be taller than me, but i don't think i could manage with someone that far over my head. i'm a shorty though, at a mere 5'3". so i'd have to crane my neck for even a 6' guy. i do like tall and lean, however.
ok, 'nuf rambling. :-)
happy wednesday!!!
I know my height thing is absurd, it is. My sister will tell you, I've been that way since I developed an interest in boys. They say you love in the image of your father. Blame my giant father.
As for the smoking, I just hate everything about it. The smell, the health hazards, the resin it leaves in places where heavy smoking occurs. There's not a reason to like it. So for me...its just a no-go. I wouldn't care if he was 6'5, built like a diesel truck with a sun-kissed bronze face. Pull out a cig? I'm gone.
You know, they say that's the worst thing you can do. I did try and go back to bed after I posted this, but it was a no go. I laid there eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling for 8 minutes exactly - then I threw back the covers, muttered "fuckit" and started my day. I'll hit the wall at some point and take a cat nap.
morning sunshine!
Yes, that is crazy.. My body did that last week, but at 1:30am... What's up with that? I wonder if that take out pizza had meth sprinkled on it? No, because I wasn't productive. I just layed there until 6 when - oh, now I go to sleep for 15 minutes only to wake up to my alarm clock.
I was wondering the same thing about pillows this weekend. We must have 10 on the bed. They end up all over the place by morning.
I love it when I wake up 45 minutes before the alarm goes off. This way when I lay down and turn off the alarm (because I'm already up) I end up oversleeping and running late.
Happy Valentine's Day, ma. You are loved!
@KB: Happy Valentine's Day to you and yours KB, you are loved in return man. I was watching Chappelle's Block Party last night and thinking...damn I was I was gonna be in ATX to see my homeboys. *kicks rock*
A week's vacay on the company dime? How can I be down?!
Oh yeah, I need to stop working for non-profits for that to even be a remote possibility.
I'm all for tall and brown travel companions...but I LOVE that you added, "ridiculously together" to your criteria!
And yes, I do believe that 400 is not such a bad hour to be awake, as I am sometimes up then too! Lately it's been much better with sleeping until at least 500, which is not so bad. Still get my morning time in before leaving for work at 630.
Cabo San Lucas sounds AWESOME! I want to work with you!
Love this post.
Cabo is wonderful. I want to go back.