The clocks were set back an hour yesterday. I love that. I had every intention of putting this extra hour of time to good use before my body acclimated to it. I was going to get up early today, either do some chores or go to work early... Yeah, I was going to, but I screwed myself yesterday. My friend Melanie was in town, so I went out with her last night, stayed up too late and got the shit scared out of me when the alarm went off this morning. I think my body is used to the revised time already and that makes me sad.
I've still got all of last night's tv to catch up on. And my iPod didn't sync correctly this morning, so I have all my podcasts from today to get to yet. I hate this feeling of being behind.