I Am a Master of Space and Time!

I wasn't feeling very well for much of the weekend. I had another attack of that whatever-it-is that seems to hit me every so often, where I'll maybe get a scratchy throat and some stuffiness (OK, more stuffiness than usual -- damned allergies), but mostly just feel completely drained of energy and vaguely sick-ish for a day or two before it's pretty much gone. I tend to imagine it's my immune system successfully beating off a full-blown cold, for which I'm grateful, but it's still annoying. And one of the annoying parts of it was that after I called in sick to my night shift on Thursday, I proceeded to fall asleep on the couch around midnight. Which threw my sleep schedule off completely, as I'm still on graveyards this week.

So last night, I'm sitting in front of the TV -- Apparently Farscape is on at, like, 1:00 in the morning on WGN. Who knew? -- trying desperately to stay awake and not succeeding very well. "Oh, come on," I told myself. "Just another hour or so. Make it until 3:00 and you can sleep." So I got up, sat down in front of the computer to check my e-mail, and suddenly realized the clock on the computer said 3:00. I tell you, it was like magic. It was like I'd developed some wonderful ability to alter the flow of time. It was cool! It was, of course, the change to Daylight Savings Time, which I had completely spaced on.

Personally, I loathe the whole concept of Daylight Savings Time. The life of a shiftworker is hard enough without the clocks in the external world changing on you, too. But for once, it seems it's actually worked in my favor. Whoo-hoo!

And it's now 1:00 PM, and I only have to be awake for another 19 hours or so. I can do that.