So I guess I'm just a fan of redundancy, but I have two alarm clocks - one being an actual, honest-to-god clock and the other being my not so clock-ish cell phone. The theory here being that ignoring two loud, blaring claxons every morning is much harder than just ignoring one. As I said, redundancy. On occasion this scheme certainly goes awry and I spend long, excruciating minutes pounding dumbly on my alarm clock; pleading with it, wondering why God the stupid machine won't do what I say and shut off. And then sometimes I fall awkwardly out of my bed, hit my head on the nightstand, and notice my bastard phone laying next to me, beeping inordinately loud in a mocking tone. This was a fun morning.
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