Spring! Springing forward! I'm springing springing springing! SPRING!

Blah, I'm already springing forward in my mind. BOO! I slept all day, and now I probably won't sleep tonight, and this is not the night I'd like to lose an hour!

But if you can't sleep, it's like you have one less hour of insomnia!

::bangs head against wall until he loses conciousness::

Killl meeeeeee.

Ah, frig. I like the extra daylight at night but the hour lost sucks. I wish it could be daylight saving time year round. Why must we still change the clocks? Can't we just stick with one time and be done with it fer Pete's sake? I think the candidates need to add DST to their platform!!

::staggers to bed and feels grateful that I have nowhere to be until 2 in the afternoon::

Thanks for reminding me, there's about a 50/50 chance my computer automatically updates itself.

don't wanna don't wanna

Bah, why am I even awake.

Arizona bunnies: Don't forget not to spring forward tonight.

Nothing is automatically doing anything, goddammit.
What freaking time is it?
Did i miss the Venture Bros.?
Goddammit.

I'm sprung.

These days make me super cranky AND I have to go to work (only for 4 hours though). I'm glad that I'm the only one there on Sundays, otherwise I might be all superbitch with someone.

I'm four of the dwarves this morning - Sleepy, Grumpy, Horny, and Coldy.

The Husband set his alarm in a confused way and snoozed for over an hour and a half. Which meant I was up at seven, which was really six. I don't snooze more than once, maybe twice in extenuating circumstances. I accused sleepy man of being The Most Selfish Meanie Ever, which did not go over well. Much Grumping.

The only positive is that the animals don't know from daylight savings time, and so don't wake early, at least till they figure it out.

Soon, nap.

Bah, I say. Bah.

I likey the switchee!
It's like magic!

It's as if you blew the door open to the Universe Next Door, and there they all get sunlight until 10pm and everything is filigreed in amber light.

Bring it and keep it, I say! It's a Maxfield Parrish World and I'm just living in it!

My alarm clock automatically adjusted for PDT. I've never had a non-computer clock do that. I found it a bit eerie. How did it know?

Our alarm clocks all automagically adjust their time via an atomic clock radio signal. Maybe yours are like that occhiblu? It's semi-creepy the way that things out think you now.

My alarm clock automatically adjusted for PDT. I've never had a non-computer clock do that. I found it a bit eerie. How did it know?

Check the logo. Does it say NSA?

I remembered to re-set the clock on the nightstand last night, but forgot to re-do the microwave. That means I got up when I was supposed to and grumbled about how tired I was and how the clock wasn't fooling me. Then I went in the kitchen to make the coffee and -- Ooh, wait! It's not as late as I thought! I can sleep for another -- Aw, fuck. Forgot to set the microwave last night. Stupid DST. *grumble*

It's sort of like waking up thinking it's Friday, then realizing that it's only Tuesday. It's a special kind of depression.

Ugh. Why can't we lose that hour on Monday since it it already too damn long? And then when we switch back, do it on a Friday because Fridays are awesome. Or, we could go to a 4 day work week forever.

Why can't we lose that hour on Monday since it it already too damn long?

So I used to teach at this environmental education school where we delivered week-long courses to students who arrived on Monday and stayed til Friday. Almost all of the program was outdoors doing fieldwork and various games.

During a large part of the year, we found it got dark a little too early to make our evening activities work well. So we used a system called (not kidding) Magic Time. Magic Time was DST - but we started it on Monday, the evening the new groups arrived, at dinner.

Tuesday mornings were rough, and to make matters worse, Tuesday was our longest day, when we had teacher meetings until about 10:00, Magic Time. But the rest of the week was allll downhill. And the best, o the very best part, was going back to regular time...not on Friday after they left, but on Thursday night when we were all totally wiped out. We all soaked up that beautiful extra hour, got up bright and shiny Friday morning, cleaned up and said our farewells and then were in town drinking by 4 PM.

It was a beatiful life, and that weird rhythm was a big part of it.

The only annoying thing: if you had to do an errand to places off site during the week, you had to remember that they weren't on Magic Time. So when someone said "The bank is open until 1:00," you'd have to say "Magic, or real?"

Hee. I love the idea of Magic Time.

mudpuppie, I did not see an NSA logo. But I did see that the clock has a switch on the back labeled "DST" and you can set it to off or auto. I still don't understand how it knows when to switch, but I don't really understand how the clock knows what time it is, either, so I'm not sure why any of this time-keeping magic should surprise me at all.

i still am no sure what time it is, as half of everything differs from the other.
Fucking fuck indiana, man. The only reason to be here was the not messing with the clocks thing.

I just want to go on record as stating how much I loathe the 'word' "USian".

I use the word because it's so amusingly MetaSite and cracks me up. It's ridiculous to say out loud.

But I also recognize that the word "American" poses problems.