One unbeatable way to wake up in the morning.
Bid at an auction. I just managed to win the coolest shirt on earth here. (Yes, I am the same person who always state that things can't buy you happiness...)
It was very tense, someone else who was almost as stubborn as me were giving me a hard time, we bid and we bid, and I suspect we both must have had the same look on our faces, triumph when we were the highest bidder, the frustration when the other one came back with a new bid which slammed the other one to the floor.
But now, I feel quite refreshed, this shirt (or shirt, it is more like a hm, not a blouse, or a tunic, it is quite complicated, but if I say it is black and look like something Robin Hood's chick would have worn you might get the picture, without the trumpet-arms of course. Oh well, just trust me, it will kick ass at the new years-party...)