Not tempting Fate...

However, I will observe that today, unlike every other day I've worked in the last two weeks, is actually not horrendously busy. How about that?

Second of my two day shifts today - afternoons again tomorrow and Friday. My partner and I decided I wasn't quite ready for the night shift on my own, so I'm getting more practice in and hopefully I'll be good to go next rotation. It means I've had the 8-5 shift for the days, which is also nice - having to get up at 5am to get to work? Something I'm willing to put off as long as possible. ;)

I'm gradually getting more confident about things, not having to ask every five minutes. Of course, then I cop these obscure questions from doctors about stuff only the boss knows anything about, so there you go.

Last night I went down to the Banff, a cafe/bar down on Fitzroy Street that does these amazingly good gourmet pizzas. You know the sort that come with salad on top? Any way, Monday and Tuesday nights they have half-price night, single person main course pizzas for $5.50 each, and as I'd just come off a hell day, I fgured I'd let someone else cook. So, me, a very tasty goat's cheese and sundried tomato pizza, a couple of glasses of shiraz and Terry Pratchett's Feet of Clay. A rather relaxing evening, all told.

Oh, and I checked up on Dad - he's out of hospital, and in a bit of pain, but doing reasonably well. *waves to the Dad who will be reading this eventually*

Now to call this police officer and ask just how it is a deceased person can identify themselves. *rolls eyes* Paperwork isn't that hard...