it was quarter to six in the morning and i was standing in front of my reflection in the bathroom brushing my teeth.  looking myself square in the eye, and never letting up on the teeth, i hiked a knee up and hopped from one leg to the other and back again. "what are you doing?" i saw from the mirror that a drowsy karey was slumped against the wall outside the bathroom eyeing me suspiciously.  "nothing." i was careful to use my most innocent voice.  "why are you hopping?" she insisted.  i felt a very strong urge to laugh at the way she said 'hopping'.  "just getting my blood going" i said cheerfully and slid the door closed.