Inability to correctly parse 24 hour clock despite or perhaps due to my recent refamiliarization with the 24 hour workday means I'm done with work 2 hours earlier than I expected, where is my parade?

Stomach cramps adding new ripples to an already highly textured experience, wishing I had some delicious local soda, wishing I had an off switch, wishing I could learn to keep my mouth shut. Yesterday I was looking at my cell phone at 11:11 and made a wish, I'd tell you all about it, but it's a secret. Wow, a new leaf.