Sunday, November 7, 2010

Daylight savings is humanity taking a loan from time

     Slow day. I spent the majority of last night on the phone, after being called sweetie by a girl. Not in a lesbian manner, but in the manner which is used to insult. I slept in and I think daylight savings had nothing to do with it.
     Speaking of daylight savings... It's a ridiculous event. Sure we gain an hour of sleep but in the long run, was that one hour worth losing one in spring? I don't think so. And it is lovely to go outside and it's light in the morning, isn't it? Yeah well I much rather have it lighter later in the day so I'm not afraid to stay outside at five o'clock. Daylight savings is this stupid idea that humanity can control time by asking it for a loan. The funny thing about loans is that you have to pay them back and, oddly enough, we go through this ridiculous process every year. But I digress.
     Today I spent a little time with Kasey before she went to her grandparents, and the rest of the time with Pablo. Pablo and I made art out of a canvas, paint, and trash bags. We named it "Unicorns" then spent quite some time identifying small objects within the whole. We came to my house and did extravagant math problems to figure out how much seconds are necessary in an hour for my wrist watch to gain one minute everyday. It was complex but interesting. Later, we played a game on my mini fridge where we took turns drawing small doodles to make a grand picture. Quite enthralling. I started drawing everyone I know in stick figure form but I'm far from finished. After Pablo left, Heather, my dad, and I headed to watch the Greenbay Packers play the Dallas Cowboys.
     I didn't really want to go but you know, what could I do? I wasn't too hungry when we got there so I ate a little here and there. I socialized a bit. I sat. I drank sweet tea. I nibbled on things here and there. I played with my iPhone for quite a while. I started falling asleep so it was decided that we return home. I had been trying to type this while I was over at the house of Packer's fans, but it just wasn't the same. I like the feel of my computer keys. It is time to call it a night though, I will see you tomorrow.