I hate mornings, always have. No matter what I do, or eat, or take, and no matter how well, comfortably, or long I sleep, I wake up sluggish, creaky, and crabby. I need a good two hours before I shake off the morning. The only time I ever woke up feeling wide-awake and refreshed was, interestingly enough, the morning after I took LSD for the first time.
And I hate morning people. I had a friend who used to wake up at 4:45AM every single day, fully formed and ready to go. He'd show up at my door unannounced at 6AM, and he'd always be stunned when I'd tell him to go fuck himself. "How can you just sleep away such a beautiful day?"...faggot.