A good productive day. Amongst many other things, two sets of photos finally posted. I sit here, ensconced in a comfy chair, feet propped on a matching ottoman, enjoying the ebb of my evening. Behind me are 2 of the most productive days of the past week. I'm feeling good, ready, for the big push on all the eligible employers in Victoria starting tomorrow.

For a Wednesday night, everything seems pretty good. I'm glad I still know what day it is - I'll start worrying when the days all blend together and I don't know which is which. A quote from a Primus song seems apropos: "Funny thing about weekends When you're unemployed They don't quite mean so much, except you get to hang out with all your working friends."

Whoa - apparently metal detecting is one of America's fastest-growing hobbies. If it's already the hour of this style of commercial, I think perhaps it's time to retire for the evening.

It's not particularly odd, me being worried about getting to bed at a reasonable hour when I don't have anything to get up for tomorrow. I do have an occupation these days that requires a decent hour of awakening: I am looking for work. So I'll be up by 08:30 tomorrow, and be busy working shortly thereafter. However, I just may spend a little more time enjoying the sun than you ... but those are just the perks of the job!

I wish you good day, eh. Oh, and here's another cat: