Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm.
Oct. 27th, 2009 10:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
constanceNow is one of the four times of year I whine about the changing of the daylight savings time rules, because I am one of those people whose life in no way depends on daylight v. nighttime hours and where the clock comes into that picture. Time shifts, for daylight savings time in the first place and then all readjustments thereafter, feel completely arbitrary to me; and I tend, have always tended, to chafe at reminders that despite my efforts to control my universe, the universe is more often than not sublimely uninterested in my will/preferences.
Mostly when it comes to those reminders, I'm (barely) flexible enough to register my disappointment, shrug my shoulders, adjust, and move on. But I'm reminded of this one four times a year, because my alarm clock (a highly intelligent alarm clock which has nonetheless not been alerted to this arbitrary change in the structure of the universe) changes itself on what it thinks is the correct date. And I have to change it back to the correct time manually, and then change it again a few weeks later. And this will go on forever -- or at least as long as I have my alarm clock -- and I AM NOT GETTING OVER IT.
I know there is an obvious solution to this problem, but man, I do like my alarm clock. For one thing, it is actually quite a bit more flexible and reprogrammable than I am, and it is my favorite color blue and hooks up with any mp3 player I care to introduce it to, and it has a nice strong radio antenna so that I can get dressed to NPR in the mornings (it has been an ongoing problem for me that weak antennae mean that the local NPR is one of the first stations to drop, no matter where I'm living). And so I moan four times a year, like clockwork.
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Aside from the whining, though: I am in a top-five mood! And since I was lurking on someone's lj this morning who'd done a sweet little fannish meme in top-five mode, I am throwing this out for you.
Anything at all, really! As long as you've got some evidence that I'm fannish about it, it's fair game.
Mostly when it comes to those reminders, I'm (barely) flexible enough to register my disappointment, shrug my shoulders, adjust, and move on. But I'm reminded of this one four times a year, because my alarm clock (a highly intelligent alarm clock which has nonetheless not been alerted to this arbitrary change in the structure of the universe) changes itself on what it thinks is the correct date. And I have to change it back to the correct time manually, and then change it again a few weeks later. And this will go on forever -- or at least as long as I have my alarm clock -- and I AM NOT GETTING OVER IT.
I know there is an obvious solution to this problem, but man, I do like my alarm clock. For one thing, it is actually quite a bit more flexible and reprogrammable than I am, and it is my favorite color blue and hooks up with any mp3 player I care to introduce it to, and it has a nice strong radio antenna so that I can get dressed to NPR in the mornings (it has been an ongoing problem for me that weak antennae mean that the local NPR is one of the first stations to drop, no matter where I'm living). And so I moan four times a year, like clockwork.
:::
Aside from the whining, though: I am in a top-five mood! And since I was lurking on someone's lj this morning who'd done a sweet little fannish meme in top-five mode, I am throwing this out for you.
Ask me my fannish Top Five [Whatevers]. Any top fives. Doesn't matter what, really! Some people have come up with some creative ones. And I will answer them all in a new post.
Anything at all, really! As long as you've got some evidence that I'm fannish about it, it's fair game.
