And as for today...

Well, today's the day on the calendar marked as "if common sense ruled the world, the school year would end today."

Well, if only common sense reigned supreme, right?

Seriously... we were all already hanging on by a thread. It's the fourth 9 weeks. School is out next month. Every class is getting harder still (excepting of course geometry) and sometimes you just want to go on a vandalism spree. No, really. Some guy did. Knocked the window out of the hospital helicoptor. Yeah. Blame it on the school year.

And Daylight Saving Time has just made it all worse. It's bad enough when you get to the end of the year under normal circumstances. But now we have DST to contend with, and none of us are used to it. So everyone just goes nuts.

And we are, too.

The vandalism I mentioned before, people are all breaking up and getting mad at each other and screwing up their grades, and they are ALL tired.

I've been lucky, for the most part. I have no-one to break up with. It may not be possible to screw up my grades. But I'm as tired as the next guy, and that's just no good. I went to bed at 9:00 last night. That's nine hours of sleep. And yet I'm still going through the day in a daze. WTF? How? 9 hours of sleep! During the winter, that was plenty. During the summer, that's plenty. During DST, no. I'm dazed.

Fucking governor.

Which brings up another topic. Half of my friends *never* hear me swear. Half of them hear me swear all the time. I don't know how that works. I don't try not to swear around anyone in particular. It just happens. Then I'll have one of each group with me at once, and I'll say something, and the never-hears-me-swear-er will be like "Pat just swore! I don't think I've ever heard Pat swear!" and the other one will say "no, Pat swears all the time." I just shrug. I don't understand, either.

WTF. the sirens are going off at 4:35. I'll look at the weather.

Wow, tornado warning and sun. Go figure, indiana.