Early morning Sunday...

Shiloh decided she needed to go out at 2:57 am, so I walked her to the door, let her out, and stood around long enough, waiting for her to come back, for me to be fully awake by the time I closed the door after she returned from her mission.

Unfortunately, in the meantime, I had started to think about stuff that needs doing, so by the time everyone was back in bed, I was pretty much fully awake. Whereupon the kittens decided this was an ideal time to engage in some night maneuvers, and retired to the kitchen so as to be sure to wake me when something fell off a counter.

It went downhill from there.

Yesterday went well. I polished off the second of three PowerPoint files and sent it off early in the morning. The kids took me to the Shanghai for a birthday lunch. Then I started to read The Forty-Seven Ronin Story, by John Allyn, because (a) the book has been hanging around for far too long unread on my shelf, and (b) the phrase "forty-seven ronin" has popped up on my radar over the years - and recently - far too often to ignore. (It was why I bought the book to begin with.)

I fully expect to have to take a nap sometime during the day (heck, I may crawl back between the covers after posting this entry). However, sometime during the day, I shall have to finish at least 3 status reports and the remaining PowerPoint file.

And then start in on all the other good stuff.

Cheers...

Evening coffee...

I've been feeling... I don't know, a little self-conscious? about the nice things people have been saying about my chosen course of action as described in my LJ Idol essay that's currently the subject of this week's vote.

Providence knows I'm no saint, and I was so blinded by the challenge of writing an essay in which the main character - who happens to be me - is placed between a rock and a hard place, that I plumb forgot that most folks would overlook the art (the writing) and focus on the act.

This is probably something I should keep in mind for the future, although the reactions to this essay might also be a testament to success in the telling of a tale.

* * *I've been playing with the VMWare Player, and it appears to be a pretty slick piece of software. I've dug out some old OS install disks and now have virtual machines for Ubuntu and Windows 2K sitting alongside Windows 7. If I can install my invoicing program on the Win2K virtual machine, that'd be a mercy.

FWIW, once I finish the current crop of translations, I've decided to wipe the Linux partition from my "work" laptop (webster) and get rid of the GRUB boot routine, as I hardly ever use them, and 5+ gigs of hard drive real estate is nothing to sneeze at on my old VAIO.

In other tech news, reinstalling Vista on the machine I got from Drew is going to have to wait until I get a suitable video cable. When that'll happen is anyone's guess, as the wind's been howling and visibility has been down to 100 yards for much of the day (though right now, I can see lights for some distance).

* * *All four status reports are done and sent, which leaves me the toxicity report (1600 source words), which is due to the client tomorrow at 9 am. (Which implies, that I better get down to it soonest!)

Cheers...