The stuff he tries to do when I'm trying to go to bed is a hell of a lot less annoying than what he tries to pull when he wants me to wake up. I've gotten woken up to a cat sitting on my pillow wrapped around the top of my head like a tiara and purring as loudly as possible, sitting on my chest so that he can stare into my face from about two millimeters away, wriggling in between me and the wall -- I usually sleep on my side as close to the wall as I can manage -- and purring loudly, or the cat sitting on the mattress next to my head and placing his paw deliberately on my arm all, "Hey. Hey. Hey. Wake up. Feed me. Hey, come on."