Morning Poem

I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my window sill,
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun,
It seemd his very trilling,
brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed,
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his f****ing head.

I’m not a morning person

from :P

Hehe :D

today I got awaken at 7:30AM by a bloody stupid who carried some wine as an Easter present.

By the way, I don’t drink alcohol…

This very morning I’ve been awaken at 8:00 by a hell of a noise made by people working in some near flat… that was a pain in the ass… xpecially when you spend the night proudly making love to a girl and expect a quiet “morning after” where you can regenerate…
I would have crashed THEIR Focking heads… <_<

Sorry to hear your morning was a lousy one. I’ll provide with some contrast: I woke up around 8:30 when my better half was leaving for this course-thingy of her’s and couldn’t get back to sleep anymore. Since I didn’t have any classes until 12:20 I spent the whole morning tracking in Renoise. “Which was nice.”

:yeah: :lol:
In contrast, to overrun the noise, I cranked volume to almost max and played some MAF tunes to bright the day up :lol:
But don’t worry… in a matter of minutes I’ll go to the dentist… :ph34r: :(

i shouldnt have, last weekend:P

I’m about to. Tonight…

Morningbirds watch out!