The clock radio played /d/ soft music, but it sounded /id/ far away to Howard. At last, he opened /d/ his eyes, rolled /d/ over, and looked /id/ at the clock. He turned /d/ away and started /id/ to go back to sleep when suddenly he realized /t/ that it was already eight o’clock. He was late. He jumped /id/ out of bed, quickly shaved /t/ brushed /t/ his teeth, combed /id/ his hair, and got dressed /t/. He’d wanted /id/ to take a shower, but decided /id/ that there wasn’t enough time. He rushed /d/ down the stairs and into the kitchen. He hated /id/ being late. Hurriedly, he fixed /t/ breakfast–coffee and a toasted /id/ English muffin (no time for his usual fried /d/ egg)–and raced /t/ out the door. He started /id/ his car and had just pulled /d/ out the drive away when the thought popped /id/ into his mind: it was Saturday; he didn’t have to go work after all. He slowly returned /d/, climbed /t/ the stairs, changed /id/ his clothes, and went back to bed again.