My alarm goes off at 6am. I hit the snooze button until 6:30 (on a good day) or 6:50 (on a day like today).

I have to use the alarm, but my body hates hates hates it. Saturdays are wonderful, because I can wake up naturally.

Grudgingly.

My alarm goes off at 6:40, currently to Joss Stone. If it is a no alarm day, or sometimes even if it is, the animals wake me up. Dog for snugglin', cat for food. The worst is when The Husband's earlier alarm goes off and he snoozes it so many times that it wakes me up. Gah. Also, occasional insomnia, having to pee, or dog wanting out middle of the night wake ups. You?

2 ways:

1. (when I have to be at work on time, ie 9am) My alarm goes off at 6.55am and I get up immediately. I don't understand you people that interrupt valuable sleep with repeated snooze-buttoning!

2. (when I don't have to be at work on time) My husband's alarm goes off at 7.10. I stay in bed. He leaves around 7.40 and I go back to sleep without an alarm. I wake up 20-30 minutes later feeling great. I don't know what it is about those extra few minutes, but I love them. Leave by 8.30 get to work by 9.45-10am.

I've gotten to the point of using an old cell phone on the most annoying "ringer", plugged into the bathroom plug. And I still sometimes reset the alarm for 10-15 minutes later and go back to bed. I will say, though, that removing the ease-of-use of a snooze button has helped me not to fall into the snooze trap.

I don't.

I do all this in my sleep.

hung over.

I wake up 3 minutes before my alarm clock, every day. I turn it off, lay in bed for about ten more seconds, get up, piss, and hop in the shower. I'm out of the door to work 20 minutes later.

"if you were my alarm clock how would you wake me up?"

"I wouldn't... I'm no ding-s-ling"

Unassisted. Unless I have to get up at an unusual time (early plane, meteor shower at 3 AM, etc), I wake up at the right time daily. I loathe alarms.

I use my cell phone. I set it on vibrate alarm, and throw it under the pillow. the buzzing is gentler than the annoying alarm.

Erect.

Like others, I usually waken without any help. Sometimes, one of my daughters helps. For the most part, though, I am up at 6:00 or so, without anyone/anything making it so.

Full of regrets.

About 7 am, the hubs comes in and rubs my back until I open my eyes. Then I get out of bed and my husband walks my groggy ass out to the living room and plops me on the sofa. Then the kid climbs on my back and eats her cereal while I struggle to maintain conciousness. Good times.

Gradually - my alarm increases in volume until it reaches truly ear-splitting levels. I never use the snooze, but I have been known to set it forward 5 or 10 minutes...

01 Wakes up from nasty dream. Fall back asleep.
02 Increment counter +1
03 Goto 1 until counter = x (randomnum between 5 and 8)
04 Wake up, turn off alarm a few minutes before it goes off
05 Make coffee
06 Smoke cigarette
07 Drink coffee

Well, now that I'm gainfully employed, I set the alarm for 6.12. (Why not 6.00 ro 6.15, I don't know.) I try not to snooze, as it does indeed interrupt valuable sleep time. I really need to go to bed earlier; I'm one of those people who's gotta have at least a full eight.

My alarm is really harsh, I think I need a new one. It always gives me a heart attack. I think, though, that after my sleep schedule settles in (until Monday I was staying up very late and sleeping late a whole lot), I'll wake up on my own, right before my alarm goes off, like sciurus. Hey, I didn't have to look that up either!

Anyway, I sit up (with great effort) and turn on the light. I squint while trying to find my slippers (recently made easier by a purchase of bright orange boiled wool ones), locate my robe, and shuffle off to the kitchen or bathroom, depending on if I want cereal or a shower first. I am very groggy. Sadly, I cannot have caffeine, so the groggy thing lasts until I'm halfway through my commute.

This morning the cereal won out. I poured too much, brought the bowl back to bed, and watched the beginning of the Teletubbies. (That is some trippy weird shit, man.) Vitamins, shower, blowing of the hair, dressing, and smearing of minimal makeup all ensued. Grabbed lunch (prepared the previous evening), bag, jacket, shoes. Missed bus by one minute, but still made it in on time.

That was probably more info than was necessary, as it goes beyond the waking process.

Unless I'm exhausted, I wake up naturally at the right time. Fortunately, as you can't imagine how much I hate being woken up.

I alternate between waking up A) around 4:30-5:30 am, wide awake and alert or B) waking up 7:00-8:00 am, groggy. No alarm clock.

If B goes on too long, C) I will set the clock radio to 6:00 am and continue with that cycle until the A cycle occurs.

I am currently on the B cycle.

Ideally with a smooch from my guy as he leaves for work around 7:15. Un-ideally, with a cat claw to the face around 6-ish.

My cat Bob usually tries to wake me up anywhere between 6 and 7 am. I succumb to her pleading depending on how exhausted I was when I went to bed, but sometimes I get up despite my complete lethargy as she can be pretty insistent. After going downstairs, feeding her and cleaning out her box, I usually plop back under the covers in an attempt to get some more sleep before my alarm goes off, which happens at 7:50.
I use an old cell phone as an alarm clock as it's ring is pretty annoying. As a bonus, I don't have to bother with resetting it for daylight savings time - the phone company does all of that for me. And they should for all the money I send them each month, those rat bastards!. I also set a second alarm one minute after the first, based on the theory it will keep me from dozing back to sleep after the first alarm goes off. Of course, nothing is really stopping me from dozing off after the second alarm, but so far but I keep doing it in the stubborn belief that I'll magically develop the discipline to get up if I keep wishing really hard.
I usually lie around in bed for another five to fifteen minutes after which I realize that I have barely enough time to get up, shower, throw some clothes on and run to make the 8:44 train. One of these days I'll get up after my alarm and eat some breakfast so that I'm not so darned hungry on my train ride to work.