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A 'slight' miscalculation...
May. 26th, 2005 10:05 pmI somehow got all my wires crossed with regard to today, and figured - wrongly - that I didn't need to show up at the store until late in the day, which would give me an opportunity to address the remaining translation today.
Quoting various fictional characters depicted by the current governor of California: "Big mistake!"
I managed to dispose of nearly 500 source words by about 7:15 this morning, before it dawned on me that I had to get ready to go to the store then and there, and that I had to spell-check, review, and send the first part of the assignment (which had been translated yesterday). I left for the store with the previous section sent and about 2100 source words left to do in what remained.
The day at the store just about thoroughly kicked my butt, so when I finally got home, about the last thing I wanted to do was translate, but... well... you know the drill. I don't particularly relish paying bills, but when push comes to shove, it's nice to have something to pay bills with, so I can't complain too hard. The remaining document is due at 10 am tomorrow, and although I'd like to go to the ham breakfast, I'd like even more to send off a quality translation, so I'll probably miss the breakfast.
I am also on the hook to finish chasing paper as soon as possible. When I first got this news from Galina, this meant some kind of crazy, impossible deadline. Then it expanded into something reasonable. Now, it's back to crunch mode, with the added thrill of working in the store. I've resolved to do what I can do, which is the best anyone can expect.
Drew generally starts his morning at the store with a mocha Frappucino (the Starbucks label), which I generally find unsatisfying because it goes down too smoothly and too quickly. Yesterday, I noticed a new kid on the block: a fairly hefty container of prefabricated coffee carrying Wolfgang Puck's imprimatur. Despite Drew's warnings ("tastes like bathwater with sugar in it"), my inner geek prompted me to try one out.
The gimmick with the Puck coffee package is that you prepare it by first inverting the package, removing a metal cover, and then pressing down on a plastic dimple. This causes a seal to break, allowing two components to mix and react exothermally, heating the coffee (which is in a separate compartment, natch) to about 140°F for your sipping pleasure. You monitor the temperature visually, by observing the package label, and once the heating is complete, you twist the top, pop a second tab, and enjoy what amounts to... lukewarm bathwater with sugar dissolved in it.
Drew is right: the product is awful. And I'll add: What a waste of technology!
I think it's time I went upstairs to sleep. My plan tomorrow is to get up early enough to check the translation - all roughly 3600 words of it - and send it off in time to go open the store.
Cheers...
Quoting various fictional characters depicted by the current governor of California: "Big mistake!"
I managed to dispose of nearly 500 source words by about 7:15 this morning, before it dawned on me that I had to get ready to go to the store then and there, and that I had to spell-check, review, and send the first part of the assignment (which had been translated yesterday). I left for the store with the previous section sent and about 2100 source words left to do in what remained.
The day at the store just about thoroughly kicked my butt, so when I finally got home, about the last thing I wanted to do was translate, but... well... you know the drill. I don't particularly relish paying bills, but when push comes to shove, it's nice to have something to pay bills with, so I can't complain too hard. The remaining document is due at 10 am tomorrow, and although I'd like to go to the ham breakfast, I'd like even more to send off a quality translation, so I'll probably miss the breakfast.
I am also on the hook to finish chasing paper as soon as possible. When I first got this news from Galina, this meant some kind of crazy, impossible deadline. Then it expanded into something reasonable. Now, it's back to crunch mode, with the added thrill of working in the store. I've resolved to do what I can do, which is the best anyone can expect.
Drew generally starts his morning at the store with a mocha Frappucino (the Starbucks label), which I generally find unsatisfying because it goes down too smoothly and too quickly. Yesterday, I noticed a new kid on the block: a fairly hefty container of prefabricated coffee carrying Wolfgang Puck's imprimatur. Despite Drew's warnings ("tastes like bathwater with sugar in it"), my inner geek prompted me to try one out.
The gimmick with the Puck coffee package is that you prepare it by first inverting the package, removing a metal cover, and then pressing down on a plastic dimple. This causes a seal to break, allowing two components to mix and react exothermally, heating the coffee (which is in a separate compartment, natch) to about 140°F for your sipping pleasure. You monitor the temperature visually, by observing the package label, and once the heating is complete, you twist the top, pop a second tab, and enjoy what amounts to... lukewarm bathwater with sugar dissolved in it.
Drew is right: the product is awful. And I'll add: What a waste of technology!
I think it's time I went upstairs to sleep. My plan tomorrow is to get up early enough to check the translation - all roughly 3600 words of it - and send it off in time to go open the store.
Cheers...
