The Monster at the End of the Calender

When I was little one of my favorite books was a Grover book called, "The Monster at the End of the Book." For those not in the know, it featured the ever cute, blue, furry Grover of Sesame Street fame and he tries, unsuccessfully of course, to get the reader to stop turning the pages of the book because there is a monster lurking at the end.
Well, if I had only known as a child how true this book would ring to me...
In 24 days I will officially lose my youth... unless...
If only the calender would stop turning....
I must find a way to stop time.
I've stopped wearing a watch. I figured if I don't track the daily passage of hours then maybe that would stop the days from rolling by.
It's not working.
The sun keeps setting and rising and then setting again... Damn sun.
I've stopped flipping the calender. Still, that stupid sun keeps rolling across the sky.
The next step is going to involve a rocket... the sun must be stopped.
Because, unfortunately it's not Grover lurking at the end of my book.