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Too much sleep is disquieting, too...
Sep. 4th, 2003 04:28 amI drove around a bit yesterday after work, not wanting particularly to go home immediately for what promised to be a replay of yesterday, although in truth there was little about yesterday to avoid repeating. I got home around, I don't know, 10-ish, and ended up going to sleep around 12:30.
And slept - with some minor interruptions - until 10 pm.
That worries me, although not terribly much, as this is the first time something like this has happened in a while. Nevertheless, I am curious: is my body just reacting to a lousy work schedule, or is there something going fundamentally south, here? Perhaps the rest of today will tell.
One thing is for certain, I have not yawned once yet this shift.
* * * A walk around the outside of the house the other day in search of potting soil caused me to walk right through a humongous spider web strung between the house and a nearby tree. The web had to be a good meter wide if it was an inch, and walking into it was noticeable, so to the neighbors it must have seemed that I had suddenly decided to stop and do a little dance as I tried to get the web (and more important, the web's owner) off of me, although the intellectual part of my brain was well aware that neither the black widow, nor brown recluse, nor tarantula - the three fundamentally really poisonous spiders in the U.S. (all of which reside in Houston) - weave such webs.
Either my efforts were successful, or the spider was off somewhere else during the excitement. Perhaps in line at the drive-through at Taco Bell, I don't know.
Anyway, while doing laundry the next day or so, I happened to look out the window next to the washer and saw a fairly large spider, undoubtedly the architect of the small Persian rug I'd walked into during that excursion. The web, by the way, was largely rebuilt. Unfortunately, my Canon is incapable of taking good closeups, and "normal" photos do not do the spider justice. The body is about 2 inches long, abodomen reddish with silvery spots, and the legs add another 3 inches or so. The legs have little hairy tufts at the joints. Overall, an impressive little package.
While browsing at Barnes & Noble, I happened to run across their section of nature books, so I picked up the one on insects and spiders and tentatively determined that our outside tenant was a Nephila clavipes, which goes by a number of common names, such as the Golden Silk Spider or Calico Spider.
I managed to find a fascinating Web site on these creatures at the Medical University of South Carolina.
* * * The outside translation I'm working on is submitting well to being mowed down at a constant rate. At last count, I have just about 1700 words left, and I ought to be able to take care of that later today, which will leave me Friday and Saturday to do a review (which is about right... there's almost 30,000 words to be reviewed). I've showed some troublesome sentences to some native Russian-speaking colleagues, and the general consensus is that writing clearly is not the originator's strong suit. Duh.
* * * Today's shift is extended by forty-five minutes, which is no big deal and welcome news in the paycheck department. Among other things, in between the interpretation spurts, I have to make sure my invoice for the past part of August is prepared, and that I send my quarterly SlavFile column today.
Cheers...
And slept - with some minor interruptions - until 10 pm.
That worries me, although not terribly much, as this is the first time something like this has happened in a while. Nevertheless, I am curious: is my body just reacting to a lousy work schedule, or is there something going fundamentally south, here? Perhaps the rest of today will tell.
One thing is for certain, I have not yawned once yet this shift.
Either my efforts were successful, or the spider was off somewhere else during the excitement. Perhaps in line at the drive-through at Taco Bell, I don't know.
Anyway, while doing laundry the next day or so, I happened to look out the window next to the washer and saw a fairly large spider, undoubtedly the architect of the small Persian rug I'd walked into during that excursion. The web, by the way, was largely rebuilt. Unfortunately, my Canon is incapable of taking good closeups, and "normal" photos do not do the spider justice. The body is about 2 inches long, abodomen reddish with silvery spots, and the legs add another 3 inches or so. The legs have little hairy tufts at the joints. Overall, an impressive little package.
While browsing at Barnes & Noble, I happened to run across their section of nature books, so I picked up the one on insects and spiders and tentatively determined that our outside tenant was a Nephila clavipes, which goes by a number of common names, such as the Golden Silk Spider or Calico Spider.
I managed to find a fascinating Web site on these creatures at the Medical University of South Carolina.
Cheers...
