Home and... to work (naturally)!
Apr. 24th, 2002 05:21 pmAnother assignment from Lev - 10 pages this time - due tomorrow, was laid at my feet at the end of today's simulation. It was a very quiet simulation, and although there were sections where my interpretation was brilliant, there were also sections where I felt fumble-tongued as I struggled to recall words that had receded far, far into the distance in my brain. Ah, well...
My schedule calls for me to work Execute Package (noon to 8 pm) from tomorrow through Sunday, by which point I'll probably have something else to do.
Traffic coming home was noticeable, to the point of annoying me, but compared to the "traffic" in Pagosa, I really should treat it as a curiosity and try to enjoy it. (Yeah... Right...)
Lee walked in this morning a few minutes after I got up at 6:15 with Dwayne and their friend Judd, from California. All three of them apparently coexist in an online role-playing game called Threshold, and Judd is simply visiting his online buddies. There's nobody home ('cept for me and the cats) as I write this.
One of the cats is sitting stock still at my elbow, at what I call "cat attention" (butt on table, forelegs extended fully), giving me the eye as if expecting me to teach it English, or something. Its eyes are green, and were it not for the twitching ears, I'd swear the animal was the work of a taxidermist.
Anyway, a quick look at the 10 pages shows that the last 4 pages comprise probably 50% of the work, so after I take a short break for an hour or two, I'm going to sit down and put a fairly large dent in it before retiring for the night.
Cheers...
My schedule calls for me to work Execute Package (noon to 8 pm) from tomorrow through Sunday, by which point I'll probably have something else to do.
Traffic coming home was noticeable, to the point of annoying me, but compared to the "traffic" in Pagosa, I really should treat it as a curiosity and try to enjoy it. (Yeah... Right...)
Lee walked in this morning a few minutes after I got up at 6:15 with Dwayne and their friend Judd, from California. All three of them apparently coexist in an online role-playing game called Threshold, and Judd is simply visiting his online buddies. There's nobody home ('cept for me and the cats) as I write this.
One of the cats is sitting stock still at my elbow, at what I call "cat attention" (butt on table, forelegs extended fully), giving me the eye as if expecting me to teach it English, or something. Its eyes are green, and were it not for the twitching ears, I'd swear the animal was the work of a taxidermist.
Anyway, a quick look at the 10 pages shows that the last 4 pages comprise probably 50% of the work, so after I take a short break for an hour or two, I'm going to sit down and put a fairly large dent in it before retiring for the night.
Cheers...