Morning sucks

Me and 7:45 am are getting to be really good friends. Not my idea. It just lies there, nudging me awake at, well, 7:45 am, when I rarely, if ever, actually have to be up at that time. Every morning. And, I usually roll over, look at it, and fumble some obscene hand gesture or manage to breathe out two letters right in 7:45 am's face, "f...u..."
When I googled "7:45 pic," this came up:
That seems about right...