Conversation With My Former Self At 5.45 AM

Former Self: Dude, that's your alarm clock, wake up ...

Former Self: Dude ...

Former Self: DUDE! WAKE THE FUCK UP!

Present Self: Wu, Wa, What? Oh, it's you again, will you shut up. Don't you know how early it is?

FS: Yes, it's time to go surfing. That why I set the alarm clock last night.

PS: I'm tired.

FS: What do you mean you're tired? The surf forecast said it would be head high.

PS: I'm going back to sleep.

FS: Wait a minute, I didn't work so hard to get a job in Santa Cruz just so you could sleep in. Go surfing!

PS: I'll surf after work.

FS: Will you get home in time?

PS: Sure. Maybe. Ok, probably not. I'll go surfing in the dark.

FS: In the dark? That's stupid. You won't catch any waves in the dark ... you remember what happened to me last night?

PS: Oh yeah, you hit a rock or something because you couldn't see where you were going.

FS: Right! So go surfing now in the morning light when the waves are glassy.

PS: It will be crowded.

FS: It won't be so bad if you get out there at the break of dawn. Every minute you lie in bed the waves get more and more crowded. Come on man, surfing = fun.

PS: Yeah but Sleep = Sleep. QED.

FS: When I lived in Melbourne, I got up at 5:15 a.m. on the weekends and drove 2 hours to go surfing. Now you can't even be bothered to get up at 5.45 to walk half a block to the waves.

PS: It's a lot harder when it's every day and not just one day on the weekend.

FS: Oh boo hoo. Poor you.

PS: If you're going to be like that I'm not going to listen, I'll just reset my alarm clock for 7.30 and get some sleep.

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FS: Hey

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FS: HEY!

PS: Wa, What? Oh, you again, I must have fallen asleep there for a second ... Ok, I'll go surfing. Oh crap! It's 7:20, I don't have time now. Why didn't you get me up?

FS: Argh! I've been trying to get you up for an hour and a half. This isn't my fault.

PS: Let's not get into who's fault this is, just make sure you get me up early tomorrow. Ok?