4/4/2005 12:17:00 AM|||Amy|||Every year at about this time I'm spreading hate about the stupid, outdated, unnecessary practice of daylight savings. This year is no different. Here it is 2 or 3 hours past bedtime, and I am so goddamned keyed up that I'll be lucky to get more than 4 hours of sleep.

If I were 18 and out clubbing and getting high, then this would be less of a problem and more par for the course. But.

I'm 33, pushing 34, and I have 3 itty bitty kids and a job that pays just enough to be considered a professional occupation. Christ. I should be fucking tired, but I'm kind of wired. Maybe I should go for a run? Nah. It's just warm enough for the cockroaches to be flying, and I need flexibility to slow down and speed up. I really don't want to have to deal with dodging the fucking roaches.

I saw a great movie tonight, The Upside of Anger. Just me and Judy. Judy is a baby photographer, but I swear to God she would do great in stand-up.|||111259289509143894|||Goddamn Daylight Savings Time