You wake up to that way too familiar screech of your 30-year old hand-me-down alarm clock that you got as a birthday present from your more than half deaf grandfather. The sun has decided to chose today to shine directly upon your left eye as you roll over. You find that your dog has decided to leave you a "present" at the foot of your bed. And that dream you had last night of being attacked by a wild animal, you realize, was actually your cat having a skytzophranic spaz attack on your right arm, which is still bleeding. Your pillow has burrowed into the crack between the bed and the wall,creating a horrible crick in your neck.You...