While I enjoy not leaving the Donut Factory (temple of employment) in the dead of night, do I really have to lose an hour of sleep for that perk ? Sleep (like Starbucks) is precious and I am midget-like. Getting up on ladders to reset those fancy decorative non-electronic clocks is a sharp jab in the seat of my jeans. Sigh....whining can't undo centuries of process but hey, it's the pre-caffeinated way.
The other random thing fueling my rant-ish burst is all the peeps on Facebook posting about watching the time turn at 2 AM. Ummmmm - love you - you are my friend, despite your desperate need for something WAY better to do. Telling the world you were fascinated by your cell phone turn is one of those things we're just gonna keep to ourselves moving forward. ION was showing Psych at 2 AM...instant alternative.
Speaking of Shawn Spencer, this week's episode was hysterical. It produced one of my new favorite lines, "lame chop with a side of fail sauce." I must find a way to work this into some conversation in the next week.I do love a challenge....
Time to get my Miracle-Hip in gear and attempt Zumba, an hour earlier than normal. Sigh de nuevo - I roll on the dramatic track today.
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