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Can't seem to shake it...
Jan. 16th, 2003 06:25 pmI went to bed relatively early last night without looking at the computer, again. I had every intention of getting up at 5 and doing a couple of hours of translation before hitting the store, but I got hit by Burns' Great Truth (...The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, gang aft agley....).
I stopped off at the Shanghai restaurant on the way home, and was feeling so poorly I had to ask for a to-go box because I lost my appetite after a few mouthfuls. Once home, I went to sleep with no regard for what time I was to get up. It was around 11:30 am.
I got up at 2:30, feeling pretty good. Or at least: not tired. I had gotten a couple of phone calls from the client, which I returned, and all is copacetic as regards deadlines.
The document I'm working on right now is pretty straightforward. It's about controlling the quality of measurements at enterprises. As I do it, I am reminded of a long-distance drive on a superhighway: nothing much is going to get you there any faster, once you've achieved cruising speed; you just have to grin and bear it.
I've been polishing off about 3 pages per hour for the past 3 hours, and a look ahead shows that the pages of solid text I've been slogging through come to an end after 5 more pages. After that, there are a number of fairly easy pages of not-too-terribly dense text. I figure I ought to be able to finish the job by tomorrow night, but have a Saturday deadline, just in case.
Right now, to celebrate my somewhat rejuvenation from the land of the half-sick, I'm going to grab a bottle of wine and head on over to the kids' place. We got Men in Black II via Netflix, and although I don't expect any mind-blowing, life-altering outcome from the film, I do expect a few laughs.
Who knows, I may be tempted to do another couple of pages once I get back!
Cheers...
I stopped off at the Shanghai restaurant on the way home, and was feeling so poorly I had to ask for a to-go box because I lost my appetite after a few mouthfuls. Once home, I went to sleep with no regard for what time I was to get up. It was around 11:30 am.
I got up at 2:30, feeling pretty good. Or at least: not tired. I had gotten a couple of phone calls from the client, which I returned, and all is copacetic as regards deadlines.
The document I'm working on right now is pretty straightforward. It's about controlling the quality of measurements at enterprises. As I do it, I am reminded of a long-distance drive on a superhighway: nothing much is going to get you there any faster, once you've achieved cruising speed; you just have to grin and bear it.
I've been polishing off about 3 pages per hour for the past 3 hours, and a look ahead shows that the pages of solid text I've been slogging through come to an end after 5 more pages. After that, there are a number of fairly easy pages of not-too-terribly dense text. I figure I ought to be able to finish the job by tomorrow night, but have a Saturday deadline, just in case.
Right now, to celebrate my somewhat rejuvenation from the land of the half-sick, I'm going to grab a bottle of wine and head on over to the kids' place. We got Men in Black II via Netflix, and although I don't expect any mind-blowing, life-altering outcome from the film, I do expect a few laughs.
Who knows, I may be tempted to do another couple of pages once I get back!
Cheers...
