I'm talking about time. Even though we've had this Daylight Savings Orgasmirama, it seems like the days are still short a few hours. It's like some kind of fucking black hole vacuum time warp nightmare where your life's running out and you're powerless to stop it. Or trapped in a slow-moving drain, round and round you go, each revolution growing shorter and shorter until SPGLURK! Down the pipes.

No; it's just that I waste so much time doing the things I don't want to do that by the time I do have time to do the things I do want to do, I'm out of time.

Time, time. My kingdom for some time.