graaaagh. too early to be alive

Fricken frackin. This morning I was unceremoniously ousted from sleep by my mother, who cheerily flicked my light on and said, in a sing-song voice, "Riiise and Shiiiine!". Hsgfvstg. I have a volleyball tournament at 8 a.m. in the city, so i find it completely necessary to wake up at 4 a.m.
That is, until I actually have to get up at 4 a.m. Now all I want to do is fall back into a peaceful slumber and completely forget about important things such as volleyball tournaments and showers. But my mother is persistent, so I am finding myself up at 4:30, with zero time for shower-taking but time a-plenty to write in spiff new blog.
I hope this morning is not an ill portent of how the rest of the day will go. If so, might as well crawl back into bed and catch some more z's. Bleh. Must leave now, possibly will post later with tournament results.