Ten hours in...

Three hours to go, and man have I earned my pay check this week. It hasn't been frantic, but it's been constant, to the point I had to put away the finding I was trying to write because a) it needs concentration to untangle the medical history and conficting dates given by family and b) every time I settled down to it, the bloody pager would go off and I'd have to interrupt myself and attend to that.

People of Victoria, I'm finding some of you very sucky right now. Enough with the domestic violence already. Especially sons against their mums - that's been a bit of a theme tonight.

Now to finish the huge pile of mail I've been stuffing into envelopes, before starting on data entry for the four new reports of death we've had this evening. Four's not too bad, really - the undertakers are a bit happier today. Of course, in these last three hours anything could happen.

So looking forward to my bed when I get home. I'm getting dizzy I'm so tired...

So, where'd the day go?

Got back from work at 6:30 this morning and went to bed.

Woke up at 5:30 this afternoon.

WTF?!

Okay, apparently I needed sleep, but bloody hell. An entire day wasted. And I've gone and slept funny on my neck again so I've got another of those tension headaches, the ones that feel like someone's stabbing me in the forehead with an icepick.

Eee!

Serenity trailer on TV tonight! Released here September 29, just have to find which bloody cinema it is...