Tuesday, October 28, 2003

It fucks you in the morning and then it fucks you in the evening.

I refer, of course, to Daylight Savings Time. When it begins every spring, mornings are pure hell. When it ends every autumn, it is a struggle to stay up at night and maintain a normal sleep schedule.

I have a theory: this was never about the farmers. It is all about TORTURE.

Think about it: What is the clever saying to remember which way to turn the clock? "Spring forward, fall back." First of all, it would be more accurate to say, "Spring forward, fall down." Second of all, TORTURE.

If I were a farmer, I'd start working when the sun came up and stop when it set. The clock is irrelevant. Irrelevant.

I am so annoyed. Not to mention ready for bed.