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Pad day 2...
Nov. 6th, 2006 10:47 pmA quiet day. I seem unable to sleep past 8:30 am, even without an alarm clock. I took advantage of my morning off to do some laundry.
The afternoon was quiet, except for about a ton of translations, which were performed in a workmanlike manner.
There'll be another pad trip for me tomorrow afternoon, and yet another trip on Wednesday to remove the stuff we spent time installing yesterday.
I'm in a strange mood. I've wasted time reading thrillers and watching DVDs instead of working on my outside project, which doesn't put the latter at risk, but does mean I'll have to spend larger chunks of serious time on it later.
Actually, it's not as if my room is littered with books and disks: I read Lee Childs' Persuader over the past three days and finished watching Star Trek: Nemesis a few minutes ago. When I switched the television from video to tv mode, Mikhail Zadornov was doing one of his routines for an appreciative audience. His apperance has changed. He's lost weight and gives the impression of being much older. His routines seem to be beating the we're-better-than-the-west-and-especially-the-Americans drum ever more stridently, and with less humor, in my opinion.
I've gotten precisely nothing done in the NaNoWriMo department, which is another gold star in the demerit book, though I am not about to lose sleep over it.
Ah, well.
Cheers...
The afternoon was quiet, except for about a ton of translations, which were performed in a workmanlike manner.
There'll be another pad trip for me tomorrow afternoon, and yet another trip on Wednesday to remove the stuff we spent time installing yesterday.
I'm in a strange mood. I've wasted time reading thrillers and watching DVDs instead of working on my outside project, which doesn't put the latter at risk, but does mean I'll have to spend larger chunks of serious time on it later.
Actually, it's not as if my room is littered with books and disks: I read Lee Childs' Persuader over the past three days and finished watching Star Trek: Nemesis a few minutes ago. When I switched the television from video to tv mode, Mikhail Zadornov was doing one of his routines for an appreciative audience. His apperance has changed. He's lost weight and gives the impression of being much older. His routines seem to be beating the we're-better-than-the-west-and-especially-the-Americans drum ever more stridently, and with less humor, in my opinion.
I've gotten precisely nothing done in the NaNoWriMo department, which is another gold star in the demerit book, though I am not about to lose sleep over it.
Ah, well.
Cheers...
