I would add “unhappy” to the picture above and I’m sure the cat wouldn’t have the energy to disapprove.
You wake up with a slight headache. You stumble in to the bathroom and lean your hands on the sink and look into the mirror. The close-up of your face is not to your liking. There are deep lines there you haven’t seen before and unruly hairs are jutting out from your face. But you’re too lazy to plug in your electric razor. Instead you touch your doughy belly and wonder why there are remnants of peanuts and chocolate in your underpants. Have you had a Snickers in your sleep again?