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Sep. 18th, 2002 08:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpFortune took a turn for the better today, as the subject matter of my translation turned to the transportation of passengers in trucks and buses. I only had to look up a handful of terms - and most of those just to make sure I'd nailed them - and thus did the day's quota in something like 4 hours.
That was good, considering that I'd opened the store this morning and stayed there, by myself (maestro, the violin, please...) until about 10:30, at which point I sat down to do the report, which ultimately got me out of there at 11:15 or so.
I take short breaks during work to clean things up in the mud room and the garage. It's a good thing, too, as I finally found my BusLink USB hard drive, which I had suspected had been filched from the Pearland house (I mean, it wasn't here in Colorado, right?). I'm too bushed to do much more than put it up on a shelf right now, but it'll be good to get that sucker back online... who knows? maybe there's a Linux driver available for it.
It rained like the dickens this morning. Drew said, when he came back from the post office, that downtown had received a tremendous amount of hail. Galina says there's snow "on the mountain" (local expression, where the singular - presumably a reference to Pagosa Peak - means the plural), but there were too many clouds hanging too low to verify that.
I've been staging all of my French resources and dipping into them from time to time. Besides listening to tapes and CDs (10 minutes at a time), I've been reading a translation of Cornelius Ryan's The Longest Day. I ran across a copy of something called Paris sans lumière (Paris Without Lights), which describes Paris during the Occupation. Then there's Douze Contes de Maupassant, which is a collection of a dozen tales by Guy de Maupassant, and the sore thumb in the bunch, Programmer en C, a book on C programming. There is, of course, probably no way I'll be able to plow through all of this and still get everything else done that needs doing.
Cheers...
That was good, considering that I'd opened the store this morning and stayed there, by myself (maestro, the violin, please...) until about 10:30, at which point I sat down to do the report, which ultimately got me out of there at 11:15 or so.
I take short breaks during work to clean things up in the mud room and the garage. It's a good thing, too, as I finally found my BusLink USB hard drive, which I had suspected had been filched from the Pearland house (I mean, it wasn't here in Colorado, right?). I'm too bushed to do much more than put it up on a shelf right now, but it'll be good to get that sucker back online... who knows? maybe there's a Linux driver available for it.
It rained like the dickens this morning. Drew said, when he came back from the post office, that downtown had received a tremendous amount of hail. Galina says there's snow "on the mountain" (local expression, where the singular - presumably a reference to Pagosa Peak - means the plural), but there were too many clouds hanging too low to verify that.
I've been staging all of my French resources and dipping into them from time to time. Besides listening to tapes and CDs (10 minutes at a time), I've been reading a translation of Cornelius Ryan's The Longest Day. I ran across a copy of something called Paris sans lumière (Paris Without Lights), which describes Paris during the Occupation. Then there's Douze Contes de Maupassant, which is a collection of a dozen tales by Guy de Maupassant, and the sore thumb in the bunch, Programmer en C, a book on C programming. There is, of course, probably no way I'll be able to plow through all of this and still get everything else done that needs doing.
Cheers...
