Cock-a-doodle-doo!

I don’t own an alarm clock. It was one of the things i left behind when i left the cut throat world of advertising. It’s symbolic for me. No alarm clock means i don’t have to live on a schedule of someone else’s making. Of course it also means i have to will my self awake in the morning if i have to get up early. I did buy an alarm clock to watch world cup. I went over to a pals house who had a hi-def TV at ungodly hours with donuts and coffee to watch soccer matches in foreign countries. Good times. After the world cup i got rid of the alarm clock, it felt weird having it in the house.

All which brings me to my current delima. I have to get up early tomorrow. I have to be out of the house and over to the west side awake, alert, refreshed, charming and sexy to knock the socks off a gentleman caller bright and early. So with no alarm click whats a girl to do? i know get a friend to wake my ass up with a wake up call. So i sent an email to one sexy dude ( i have yet to hear back) and then i asked another cutie pie friend to call me in the AM to wake me up. so i have hedged my bets with the wake up calls… i hope one of them comes though for yours truly or the sleep gods take pity on me and magically wake me up in time. Maybe i should do a naked voodoo dance i hear those work 🙂

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