This was posted over 22 years ago; my opinions, thoughts, attitude, and writing style may have evolved since then, and this post might have been different if it were to be posted today.
i hate mornings. they usually consist 90% of me standing around shivvering saying “goddam it’s cold”, and 10% actually getting ready. if they weren’t mornings i’d probably like them, but now i just want to go back to bed. phooey.