WAKE UP! It's Time To F'karrf And Die!!!
Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 9:36 am
When I wake up in the morning, everyone is an imbecile.
Every stupid word that falls out of your dumbass mouth will scratch at my soul like someone running a cheesegrater down the back of my eyeballs!
JUST. SHUT. UP.
I don't want to speak to anyone, and listening to someone irritates me.
If I'm on my own, I may well want to sing, or talk to the dog, but add another human into the equation and if I ate toast for breakfast I would just as soon shove their head under the grill as I would the bread.
Grrr!
I've always been more of a night person. There's something that happens to me, where if I'm up before around 10.30 am, it brings out full-on misanthropy. Whether I've had 2 hours sleep or 12, I'll still feel like this.
Let me roll out of bed at 11 or later, and I'll be fine, even if I only went to bed a few hours before.
My body clock just does not like mornings!
OK, I'm slightly better waking up with a woman. Then it's sex time, in a loving and gentle way. All is fine - I'll hold her in my arms and kiss her and happily doze...
And then we'll have to get up. Chances are in these circumstances I won't hate her, but I will be a lot quieter than usual.
I also tend to leave everything in the morning up to the last possible second.
There was one time when I'd literally get out of bed 20 minutes before I had to be on a bus!
I don't know how I did it!
I take at least 25 minutes these days!
And buses!!! Oh Lordy!
What kind of hell is public transport for a Morning Misanthrope? At least I could put in my headphones and blast horrible music into my twisted mind to satiate my bloodlust.
Woe betide anyone who tried to start up some happy bullshit conversation...
Of course, now I have the bike!
Oddly, even when I'm in the foulest of moods, as soon as I flip that visor down and get moving, all the hate and anger and murderous rage dissipates!
By the time I get to work, I'm calm and fine again.
But I'd still prefer it to be 3 or 4 hours later in the day...
Every stupid word that falls out of your dumbass mouth will scratch at my soul like someone running a cheesegrater down the back of my eyeballs!
JUST. SHUT. UP.
I don't want to speak to anyone, and listening to someone irritates me.
If I'm on my own, I may well want to sing, or talk to the dog, but add another human into the equation and if I ate toast for breakfast I would just as soon shove their head under the grill as I would the bread.
Grrr!
I've always been more of a night person. There's something that happens to me, where if I'm up before around 10.30 am, it brings out full-on misanthropy. Whether I've had 2 hours sleep or 12, I'll still feel like this.
Let me roll out of bed at 11 or later, and I'll be fine, even if I only went to bed a few hours before.
My body clock just does not like mornings!
OK, I'm slightly better waking up with a woman. Then it's sex time, in a loving and gentle way. All is fine - I'll hold her in my arms and kiss her and happily doze...
And then we'll have to get up. Chances are in these circumstances I won't hate her, but I will be a lot quieter than usual.
I also tend to leave everything in the morning up to the last possible second.
There was one time when I'd literally get out of bed 20 minutes before I had to be on a bus!
I don't know how I did it!
I take at least 25 minutes these days!
And buses!!! Oh Lordy!
What kind of hell is public transport for a Morning Misanthrope? At least I could put in my headphones and blast horrible music into my twisted mind to satiate my bloodlust.
Woe betide anyone who tried to start up some happy bullshit conversation...
Of course, now I have the bike!
Oddly, even when I'm in the foulest of moods, as soon as I flip that visor down and get moving, all the hate and anger and murderous rage dissipates!
By the time I get to work, I'm calm and fine again.
But I'd still prefer it to be 3 or 4 hours later in the day...