A surprising side effect of work.

So I've been working on shit recently. And I've come to an amazing conclusion:

When you're busy the day seems to go by faster.

I'm serious. It's already 2:21pm. This "Do Stuff" theory of day advancement almost works as well as the "Show Up at Noon" theory.
I need more data of course, but if this holds out it may join the ranks of such paradigm-shifting revelations as "If You Don't Smoke a Pack of Cigarettes at the Bar You Feel Less Crappy the Next Day".