Here are a few things I wonder about when waking up at 5 in the morning:
a. how did that bastard convince me to get pregnant?
b. how is it possible that the only girls i get along with come from this magical place called fubar?
c. will I get everything i need to get done before Ham's arrival?
d. why dont woman admit they burp, fart and turn and see what they left in the toilet?
e. Why do my evil plans never work out, am I just a softy?
What do you ask yourself at 5 am, when your partner is moving but wont get the fuck up so he tortures you till you get up and ponder?