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The twenty-third hour...
Aug. 23rd, 2004 11:09 pm...is upon me again, and I find myself sitting at my computer. Surprise, surprise!
Of course, now that I'm down here in Houston and working a "day job" type of assignment, I'm getting calls on my cell phone offering work like it's going out of style. And since it's been a sort of slow summer, I am taking all the work I can handle.
One glitch in the ointment is the fact that the VAIO doesn't have a disk drive built in, and it turns out Natalie's Dell doesn't have a disk, either. Fortunately, the translation manager I'm dealing with said Wednesday would be okay for the job, but the down side to that is that I must then do the whole job tomorrow night to make the deadline. In the final analysis, that shouldn't be too bad.
We squeaked in under the wire for the refinance of the house whose mortgage company has been such a royal pain in the butt for so many years. To celebrate, we ate an early dinner (sort of) at the Vietnamese noodle place around the corner from the Tokyo Bowl.
Compared to my Kazakhstan trip, this kind of narrative seems pretty mundane, but I'm sure it'll get better as we go along. I still need to maintain focus.
Cheers...
Of course, now that I'm down here in Houston and working a "day job" type of assignment, I'm getting calls on my cell phone offering work like it's going out of style. And since it's been a sort of slow summer, I am taking all the work I can handle.
One glitch in the ointment is the fact that the VAIO doesn't have a disk drive built in, and it turns out Natalie's Dell doesn't have a disk, either. Fortunately, the translation manager I'm dealing with said Wednesday would be okay for the job, but the down side to that is that I must then do the whole job tomorrow night to make the deadline. In the final analysis, that shouldn't be too bad.
We squeaked in under the wire for the refinance of the house whose mortgage company has been such a royal pain in the butt for so many years. To celebrate, we ate an early dinner (sort of) at the Vietnamese noodle place around the corner from the Tokyo Bowl.
Compared to my Kazakhstan trip, this kind of narrative seems pretty mundane, but I'm sure it'll get better as we go along. I still need to maintain focus.
Cheers...
