Marvin and I are mates... (in a British way)

It's gotten to the point where I have nightmares every Monday night, even when I don't go out.
They woke me up every two hours.  Being led on and then abandoned, trapped in a horror movie, and being forced to do a job I had no idea how to do.
When my alarm went off for me to go to the gym, I nearly threw up.
Back to bed.
Got up, wasted time, got to work late again.

I didn't get hit by a bike.  The world still turns.