OH MY GOD!!!
There is another like me 
I hit snooze for at least an hour every morning , and most of that is automatic reaction. I don’t even hear the alarm the first 6 or so times it goes off. When I finally do get up my morning goes something like this:
7:25 Oh Know! I’m going to be late again (first thought upon consciousness)
7:27 in the shower where I stand for a full 3 min. as the water washes over me
7:47 (Yeah, I take long showers get over it) Sit on the corner of my bed trying to decide what to wear
7:50 get up off my ass and walk to the closet where I stand and survey my clothes
7:52 Finally pick out something to wear and get dressed
7:57 Brush teeth as I wander around looking for keys, purse, shoes
8:05 all assembled I head out the door
8:07 Start car (it took me 2 min to dig the keys out of my purse) and find a station playing music
8:15-9:00 Sit in traffic, sit in traffic, sit in traffic
(I actually only live 15 min from my work, but it’s DC and I have to get on 395 for a short stretch)
9:00-9:20 Depending on how bad traffic is Start my work day
My morning routine? The 3 S’s.
Shit, shave and shower.
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Either make fresh espresso (Goya brand) or get the leftover espresso from the thermos. Eat cheerios and toast or eggs and toast. Take vitamins, claritin, and glucosamine/chondroitin.
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Walk Iiko Puppy-Dog Boy.
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Take a dump. Wash hands. Apply hot compress to eyes to control marginal blepharitis.
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Shave face and head (yes, that’s why the name is Chrome Spot).
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Shower.
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Dress.
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Vault through the open window of the Chrome Spotmobile, roar through the entrance of the Spotcave, knock over the fake detour sign, go to meet Commissioner Gordon.
Actually, that last one is get into the Ranger and head for mass transit.
At 5:00, I slip from a state of unconsciousness, into the world of the wakeful. I do a turn, and tumble out of bed, miraculously landing on my feet as I hit the snooze button to shut up my alarm clock long enough to reset the alarm for tomorrow.
Then I pull on a pair of sweats and a T-shirt to hide my nudity, and leave my room, careful not to wake the parents, and start up my coffee-maker. I then return to my enclave, pull on a pair of shoes, and by 5:30, I’m on the road, jogging my morning three kilometres.
I return, and by then, the parents are usually awake. I sneak past them, saying my morning greetings, and slip into my cave to stretch, and then grab a towel. Shower follows, then a quick tooth-brushing. Coffee’s done by then, and Father’s already partaken from a bit of it, but I only need about two mugs to keep me awake during Fifth at school.
I dress, then I apply deoderant and cologne to my clean, formerly greasy and stinking body, and after that, I comb my hair into a vaguely orderly state.
I may or may not eat breakfast. I organize my stuff for the school day, putting lunch, my books, and various other objects of academic import into my backpack. I then sit before this computer, reading my morning comics (MegaTokyo, Bobbins, Nukees, Avalon, and It’s Walky. All very good.), then check the news. If I have time, I dive into this message board for a quick run-through of what’s going on.
After that, I gather my things, and wait until the bus comes.
That about sums up my mornings. Weekends are, of course, devoid of all of the deodorant-and-cologne primping, and the shuffling of school stuff, but I rarely sleep in.
This is a relatively recent schedule, but it’s typical now…
5:00 - Alarm goes off. Snooze button doesn’t work, so I manually set it forward anywhere between 15 minutes and half an hour.
5:30 - Leave for gym. Ugh.
5:40 - Get to gym. Lift heavy things or use the elliptical machine.
6:15 - 6:30 - Finish workout, drive home.
6:40 - Shower.
6:50 - 7:30 - Peruse the boards.
7:30 - 7:45 - Dress, eat breakfast, pack lunch.
7:50 - leave for work.
8:00 - Curse as I discover that fate has yet to cause an airliner to destroy my place of business.
Whoohoo-- with the possible exception of pc3 I have the earliest schedule! Oh, joy!
4:00 Alarm
4:03 Put kettle on for coffee.
4:05 Shave, Shower
4:20 Pour water through coffee, while dressing.
4:40 Out the door.
How long can this go on?
6.15 Alarm goes off, hit snooze button
6.24 Alarm goes off again. Listen to radio i.e. sports and news
6.35 News over, get up. Cuddle nearest cat and walk to bathroom.
6.37 Have a crap, brush teeth, shave and get in shower.
7.00 Realise I’ve spent too long in the shower. Get out of shower and dry myself while amusing cat.
7.05 Put on coffee and then feed cats.
7.10 Get dressed.
7.15 Pour coffee down my throat.
7.20 Leave for work. Thank the good Lord for my five minnute comute to work.
Mon, Wen, and Friday mornings are like this go to work at midnight that morning and get off at 6am. Go home and chill for awhile and start to get ready for class at 8am. No breakfast, no sleeping :(, no warm fuzzies that you get when you wake up from a good night of sleep
Tues and Thurs are better get up at 7:15 and get ready for my 8 am classes. Still no breakfast or nothing like that. Now that I think about it pretty boring actually.
08:00 finish work. Go home
09:00 read the comix. Say hello to MrsB if she’s there.
09:30 go lie in bed. Read book until tired. Fall asleep.
Am I the only one who wacks it first thing in the morning? Jeez. Im hard enough to cut diamonds at 5 am. The SO is normally still sacked out. Oh well, I like my routine!!
Good grief, y’all get up EARLY!
My routine is:
6:30 Bouncy kitten awakes from her slumber. Pounces on my face. Kitten gets put outside the bedroom.
7:20 Bouncy lonely kitten starts meowing. Softly, then insistently.
7:25 Alarm (electronic, not the kitten) goes off. I go snuggle with kitten for a few minutes in the living room, then give her breakfast.
7:35 Shower, while kitten chases water drops
7:45 Get dressed, make the bed, put on my makeup.
7:55 Drink the coffee my SO has kindly made for me. Smoke first cigarette (I know, I know). Make kitten get out of the kitchen sink. Repeat the kitten out of the sink manouever at least three times.
8:10 Brush teeth, blowdry hair, tidy room/kitchen.
8:20 Walk to the metro stop.
8:35 Change trains
8:45 Get off the train, walk ten minutes to office (longer if I’m tired or feeling listless).
9:00 At my desk. Before my boss, too!
hmmm…
6:29: dad starts dragging me out of bed.
6:39: dad manages to unlock my hands from the mattress, pillow, blanket, and whatever else i grab to keep from having to jolt awake.
6:40: i jolt awake as my butt hits the floor.
6:45: dad drags me, butt-first, to the bathroom
6:50: i use the bathroom and dress
6:55: i pack my backpack and panic over unfinished homework
7:00: the whole family is downstairs in various stages of chaos
7:20: mom notices the time and shoos everyone into the car
7:21: biiiiiiig traffic jam. eat breakfast on the car.
7:50: finally at school. i make the marathon run across the campus to the fourth floor of the building at the farthest corner from the parking lot
7:59:59: i collapse in my chair
8:00: school starts
3:30am - Get up and get a glass of water, trying not to wake up TOO much
6:00am - Cat feels frisky, paws at my face or sneezes in it
6:00:02am - I smile as cat impacts wall
7:10am - Radio alarm kicks in, wakening me.
7:10:30am - Look over at the other pillow and see a warm, friendly vision in auburn hair slumbering peacefully, snoring oh so softly
7:10:32am - Put on glasses and realize it is aforementioned cat and I have no life
7:11am to 7:30am - time spent in various ways, either listen to radio or something else
7:30am - Morning Ablution. Cat plays with me while I sit there, then settles in sink
7:35am - Stand in front of sink, toothbrush in hand, waiting to see if cat remembers that water comes out of tap that is right above him
7:35:15am - Turn on water
7:35:15.5am - Cat gets out of sink, into the tub. Brush teeth and shave.
7:40am - Turn on shower, soaking cat again.
7:45am - Dry off while cat, still wet from previous events, licks tub and faucet. Turn on news
7:55am - Dressed and collecting pocket stuff, ensure gravity cat feeder and watering machine full enough
8:00am - Turn off news, grab DayTimer[sup]TM[/sup] and sunglasses and get into car or onto bike
8:13am - Stoplight
8:15am - Stoplight
8:16am - Stoplight
8:18am - Stoplight
8:20am - Arrive at parking garage, recall days of a smaller car where I could fit in those empty small spots
8:24am - Find spot big enough
8:29am - get to desk, log on to puter, go get coffee while booting up
8:30am - Become a productive member of society
I can’t believe nobody got my aforementioned reference… oh well.
7:01 am - alarm goes off. Get up, stumble to bathroom
7:02 am - get into shower. Stand there in a daze for about three minutes, wake up and wash hair. Apply conditioner
7:03 am - shave various parts, if necessary. Swear that I’m going to get waxing done. Cut myself occasionally, bleed profusely, perhaps swear mildly.
7:25 am - rinse hair throroughly. React in mild surprise at how very much hair I have. Get out and dry of
7:30 am - wake the Gingersnap by saying ‘Wakey Wakey, Eggs and Bac-y’ or something along those lines. Occasionally it’s ‘wakey wakey, frogs n’ cakey’.
7:35 am - get the buglet eating breakfast. This entails an argument, usually.
7:36 am - dry my hair, curl or fix however for the day.
7:45 am - apply makeup, brush teeth, get dressed. Swear when I realize I have to iron soon.
7:50 am - read email, check the dope
8:00 am - have the buglet get dressed and brush his teeth
8:10 am - out the door, drop the bug off at school
8:15 am - arrive at the office, get the first cup of coffee of the day, and become a productive member of society. (Just like UncleBill)