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November 2, 2009

Spring forward? Yes, please! Fall back? Bah!

Have I ever mentioned that I *love* daylight savings time? Love it. Looooove it.

I can hardly wait each year for the time to change, for the days to grow longer, for it to be warm and sunny and I get to wear cute sandals and short dresses and the feeling of optimism pervades.

Every year, I dread with equal force when time changes back. It's a concession to fall-turns-into-winter. The days grow shorter. I have to wear a freaking jacket. In the Bay Area it's probably raining and pessimism, Seasonal Affective Disorder and endless gray skies pervade.

Last night, at ten minutes to six in the evening, it was pitch-black dark outside.

It won't be long before it's pitch-black dark outside by 5:30.


Everyone chirrups about how "we get that hour back!" and "it's an extra hour of sleep!"

Yeah, even the promise of more sleep can't warm me up to this time change.

At all.

I may be a human, but I'm basically just an animal. The Feline can't tell time. She doesn't really understand why the kibble isn't dropping into the blue bowl at the same time it did two days ago. I mean, she *really* can't understand.

She's yowling at me as I write this. She'd like you to call Kitty Protective Services and report an abuse. Indignant is the adjective that best describes her demeanor.

And really, I can't blame her! I'm hungry too! My internal clock is all off. Sleep isn't happening right. Food is out of whack.

All of my external clocks are a mess too! Some of them fix themselves automatically. Some of them fix automatically, but we wired to make the change a couple weeks ago. Some I have to manually adjust.

What the $%#@ time is it anymore? I need a little precision, people!

Don't even get me started on the people who will lecture that time is but an illusion, a made up method of marking events. Bah! That makes it worse. We made up this measurement device, and then we fiddle with it.

The Feline has it right, I think. She wakes up, she's hungry. Bam. Done. Why we gotta make it harder than that?

While we're on the topic, I'd like to ban alarm clocks. I think it's unnatural to wake your body out of a perfectly nice sleep with a jangling device. I think we should all get to sleep until we're done sleeping, and then get up and face the world.

It would be a much more civilized place if we did.

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