All that... today?
Dec. 14th, 2015 10:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I lucked out with my LJ Idol post today. Last night, as I drifted off into the arms of Morpheus, I "assigned" my subconscious the task of coming up with something to write about. I had this germ of an idea, to come up with an explanation for why Lascaux and Feather were "taken for a ride," so to speak, but it lacked a way in, a way out, and quite a lot of detail.
So today ended up being one heck of a day, all told.
Galina set off with Natalie and Kyle for IAH (about an hour away, if there's no traffic) at 4:30 am, so the kids could observe the niceties of showing up in due time for their international flight home to Calgary.
Meanwhile, I split my time between exercising (30 minutes of taiji in the garage), my RRBJ™ translation, and writing my piece for LJ Idol (the first 90% of which pretty much wrote itself, except for the last 90% of the story).
Then I "turned to" and started translating for real, switching my focus—after completing 2,000 source words of the RRBJ™—to address a 3200-word job due at COB tomorrow.
In between, I'd go out to the garage and do a set of curls, to keep the blood flowing. At the appointed time, I took off for my taiji lesson and worked up a good sweat.
Upon returning, I sat down and continued translating.
Have I mentioned that I'm, uh, tired?
I hear Morpheus calling... it's time for another session of rack drill.
Cheers...
So today ended up being one heck of a day, all told.
Galina set off with Natalie and Kyle for IAH (about an hour away, if there's no traffic) at 4:30 am, so the kids could observe the niceties of showing up in due time for their international flight home to Calgary.
Meanwhile, I split my time between exercising (30 minutes of taiji in the garage), my RRBJ™ translation, and writing my piece for LJ Idol (the first 90% of which pretty much wrote itself, except for the last 90% of the story).
Then I "turned to" and started translating for real, switching my focus—after completing 2,000 source words of the RRBJ™—to address a 3200-word job due at COB tomorrow.
In between, I'd go out to the garage and do a set of curls, to keep the blood flowing. At the appointed time, I took off for my taiji lesson and worked up a good sweat.
Upon returning, I sat down and continued translating.
Have I mentioned that I'm, uh, tired?
I hear Morpheus calling... it's time for another session of rack drill.
Cheers...