oh no...

It's now officially spring (even though on the vernal equinox it was POURING). This, of course, means we'll se our clocks forward on April 2nd. So that monday, the universe will turn in on itself. I will be unable to wake up properly. I will be irritable.

I hate mornings as it is. I have to set my alarm clock ahead of time, so that I can lie abed and stare at the ceiling. I don't think of anything, I just stare. I do everything the night before, like packing up the South Beach lunch, setting the delay brew for the coffee, and doing the uber Capricorn thing.

It doesn't help that it still feels like I'm visiting my new apartment. I need stuff on the walls.