Good morning.

Last night the clocks jumped ahead an hour, in the earliest grasp at daylight savings time in history. For most, this means a loss of an hour's sleep. For me, it means a loss of an hour lying in bed wishing I were asleep, or an hour sitting here at my computer waiting for the gym to open so I can leave my apartment.

Yup, my body clock, that so gleefully pulls me out of bed at 4:30-5 every morning, let me slumber until nearly 7 today (6 am according to the clocks I haven't yet set.) Yay!