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Now I've seen it all...
I (and probably a couple of million other saps) am the recipient of an e-mail whose subject is:
Get Your Bowel Movements Going!
Ye gods. As if spam offering fame, fortune, and fabulous sex weren't enough.
Well... at least it's different.
In other news, I went to the store with Galina to help her open this morning, and then had to return later in the morning to fill in for her for a while, so I'm late getting started on today's translation. Especially since I walked home from the store after helping open the place.
The translation is due tonight, and I was starting to feel itchy at the store (the later I start on the translation, the later I finish it), but I surprised myself this past hour by putting down about 800 words (and this LJ time is my self-administered reward).
Aha... my 15 minute break is up. Back to the face of the salt mine (or, more appropriately, to the borehole).
Cheers...
Get Your Bowel Movements Going!
Ye gods. As if spam offering fame, fortune, and fabulous sex weren't enough.
Well... at least it's different.
In other news, I went to the store with Galina to help her open this morning, and then had to return later in the morning to fill in for her for a while, so I'm late getting started on today's translation. Especially since I walked home from the store after helping open the place.
The translation is due tonight, and I was starting to feel itchy at the store (the later I start on the translation, the later I finish it), but I surprised myself this past hour by putting down about 800 words (and this LJ time is my self-administered reward).
Aha... my 15 minute break is up. Back to the face of the salt mine (or, more appropriately, to the borehole).
Cheers...