Between Deadlines

...a non-interactive FTP/HTTP client-agent.
...not a detective but a journalist.
...on the trail of a stolen art collection.
...begging for a vacation.
...the best thing ever.
...the future.

Because Mary Ellen was amused and stole the idea from Kim at Fresh Hell, I wanted to steal it from Mary Ellen and be amused, too. Here's the deal... Go to Google and search for "yourname is." As Mary Ellen says, "hilarity will ensue!"

As far as Mondays go... I think I fared well today.

My 12-hour shift didn't seem as long as it did on several days last week and I managed to stay busy with (mostly) meaningful tasks. I had an interesting medical run in the morning and ran some errands for the department. After dinner, I did some hydrant testing, played some Yahoo! pool and road the streets of the city until my ass hurt trying to learn street names. I imagine that I'll be doing plenty of the latter for many more days to come.

After I got home, I warmed up a couple of slices of Papa John's pizza, did two miles worth of a sort of power walk (mixed with a bit of running) up and down the large hilly area near my apartment. I then jumped into the extremely frigid pool and swam a few laps.

I'm about to throw my uniform stuff into the dryer and head to bed. If I feel half as accomplished at this time tomorrow night, I do believe that I'll be happier than a hound dog with two peters. heh, heh.

As far as Mondays go... I think I fared well today.

My 12-hour shift didn't seem as long as it did on several days last week and I managed to stay busy with (mostly) meaningful tasks. I had an interesting medical run in the morning and ran some errands for the department. After dinner, I did some hydrant testing, played some Yahoo! pool and road the streets of the city until my ass hurt trying to learn street names. I imagine that I'll be doing plenty of the latter for many more days to come.

After I got home, I warmed up a couple of slices of Papa John's pizza, did two miles worth of a sort of power walk (mixed with a bit of running) up and down the large hilly area near my apartment. I then jumped into the extremely frigid pool and swam a few laps.

I'm about to throw my uniform stuff into the dryer and head to bed. If I feel half as accomplished at this time tomorrow night, I do believe that I'll be happier than a hound dog with two peters. heh, heh.