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Aug 28, 2006 06:43

Every morning is a battle of epic proportions. I wake to the sounding of the beast and follow its call. Harsh and unyielding I seek its source as I feel my way through the darkness. At last! There, nestled in its burrow the fabled red glowing numbers, 4:30. With a mighty swing of my drowsy limbs I crash my palm against its cranium letting ring across these savage lands the sweet sound of silence.

Snooze button + Dani = "oh shi- it's already 6?!"

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