I'm really not a morning person. Whenever I have to get up before 10 (eh, scrape that.. more like noon), I'm not very pleasant to be around, to say the least. It's almost as bad as when I'm hungry..

anyhow - today the alarm went off at 5:30. Pitchblack outside, freezing cold and my two current roomies fast asleep. But today, something was different. Crawling out from under the covers wasn't as bad as it usually is, I even managed to get a bit of breakfast.

Then coming to work only to be fed a bit more and given a rose, it felt like a pretty sweet morning!