Down with DSH*T!
Daylight “saving” time. Seriously?
Pretty cheeky, if you ask me, when “The Powers That Be and Always Know Best” break into your house in the middle of the night and hack away at what precious few hours of quality sleep you do manage to get and can’t afford to lose.
Daylight saving time (DST) should be renamed “Daily shaving time” (DSH*T!).
One look at me on a dance floor proves beyond any reasonable doubt my lack of natural tempo, so to take my random “your guess is a good as mine” circadian rhythm and flatten it even more is not just dropping a DSH*T-dipped disco ball at 2:00 a.m.… Read the rest