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You know when you discover a new band that ticks all of your boxes - that makes music which is just so you you might as well have commisioned it? Well, that's happened with the spiky, twinkly and very poppy Persephone's Bees album. This is partly because they sound almost exactly like Komeda, whom I also love, but who cares?

I need to be woken up by the music's jauntiness, as this morning Patsington plunged us into technological chaos. He had set the alarm for seven o'clock, but when it went off he decided (as he often does, to my great rage) that, having woken me an hour before I had to get up, he didn't want to get up now after all. He possesses the ability to fall asleep again easily after waking up. I, once I've had enough sleep to actually function, do not. Even if I am very tired and really want a full eight hours sleep, if you wake me up after six and a half I won't be able to fall asleep again and end up lying there wide awake while Patsington slumbers on. I keep telling Patsington to just set the bloody alarm for eight because he won't get up till then anyway, but he continually insists that he will get up at seven.

Anyway! This morning, as usual, the alarm went off at seven and Patsington didn't want to get up, so he reset it to eight. And, mirabile dictu, I actually managed to get to sleep again until the alarm went off. I felt oddly like I'd only been asleep for a few minutes, but staggered out of bed anyway. Then I looked at my watch and discovered that I had been asleep for a few minutes, because the foolish Patsington had changed the clock time as well as the alarm! So I lay back on the pillows and tried to doze for a few minutes until the alarm went again, because Patsington had hit snooze instead of changing the alarm time. At that stage I was beyond sleep so I just got up. And now I'm in work, desperately trying to find famous people who will answer questions about what books they want for Christmas. It's a hard life.


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Oct. 10th, 2006 08:23 pm (UTC)
If anyone ever invents individual alarms, they will make a fortune. I used to live with someone who would set his radio alarm incredibly loudly, and would leave it on the other side of the room, so that - he said - he would be forced to get up and turn it off. No prizes for guessing who it was that *actually* had to get up and turn it off...

I hope you managed to find some suitable famous people!
Oct. 11th, 2006 08:42 am (UTC)
I remember reading a Zoe Williams article about alarms for deaf people - I think they vibrate under your pillow, rather than being SO INCREDIBLY LOUD that they wake the neighbours. Of course, if you have a good firm bed, there's a danger that the alarm might vibrate your partner's pillow too...
Oct. 12th, 2006 10:47 am (UTC)
Ah yes, the curse of multiple alarm sharing. Mr. Sineadg sets his and then continues to let the snooze go off every 10 minutes for about an hour ensuring I don't get back to sleep while he nods off as quickly as a narcoleptic possum.

He could sleep on a pile of broken glass, I wake so easily. Last night (and this is totally true) I woke up to hear Disco Fred growling so I went down to investigate only to find the other half asleep on the sofa and DF growling at the TV and program about guide dogs.
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