Thursday, September 29, 2005

There was a storm last night.

Waking up two hours late may be the worst thing that can happen on a workday. Not because of being late to work (at least, not in my case) so much as because when that happens, you wake up refreshed and relaxed from a lovely, uninterrupted sleep. And then you look at your watch and it's nine-thirty and you squint at your alarm and realize the numbers are flashing and you look at your watch again to make sure you read it right the first time. And your good waking-up feeling is instantly replaced by annoyed stress and thoughts of "Is it even going to be light out tonight when I get home after making this time up?"

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