After being unwillingly forced to lose a perfectly good hour of sleep to accomodate the notions of bass-ackward beaureaucrats who should just get up earlier all by themselves if they want to, half the people I know are whupped, bushed, and coming down with something. My DH is even laid up with a case of feelingcrappyallover. Someone should do a study of how much work time is lost due to illness the first two weeks after time change. It causes lassitude, dopiness, attention deficit, appetite surges, innumerable lapses in judgement, increaed annoyance and a sense of wanting to bitch-slap the next stupid fucker who looks at you the wrong way.
Some people have even grown anntennae.
Keep smiling, folks. Let's all declare Sunday a universal pajama day and everyone sleep in.