You sneaky bitch.

You know, the time change wouldn’t be so difficult if I understood it.  I mean, I get the concept; Spring forward, Fall back.  That’s not hard.  What pisses me off is that I set my iPod, which had no connection to the internet to update on its own, back an hour so that when my alarm went off, it would be at the right time.  Right?  Wrong.  When I got up, showered and looked at my clock, I did a twelve take.  Could it really be quarter to 7am?  Could I really have spent an hour washing my hair?  How does my iPod still say 645 when I reset it?  What day is it?  Do I even have to be awake now?  How did my iPod reset itself after I had pre-emptively reset it.

Horrible, horrible way to start the day.  Not the worst way; but a horrible way.  So I raced to work.  Raced to log in to my computer.  Raced to eat my breakfast.  Raced to start my cases.  I feel like I’ve been on a treadmill all day and there is no stopping me for the next hour and a half.  I think “kill me” is an appropriate response to how I am currently feeling.