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This is Thursday's entry, posting Friday morning:

Some stupid script kiddies have decided it would be cute to bring down LiveJournal, and my IP address is in the quarter of the net that's currently blocked. So, you'll see this sometime later (I'm writing in the Semagic client).

I've sent off a three-page Turbo apa zine, and now (or in an hour or two, depending how diligent I am) get to dive into a paid project. Deadline is midnight Saturday (because the client is in Beijing and wants it by noon Sunday their time), which shouldn't be a problem.

For the record, ( Wednesday's gym numbers: )

Oy. The paid project is making my friendly Japanese translations look simple. I don't know if this is because that company has better translators, or just that this is my first project polishing translations from Chinese. So far, one factual error (about US telephone lines), lots of stuff that I don't understand, and a tendency to refer to companies indiscriminately as "he" and "she" rather than "it". I knew Chinese didn't distinguish singular and plural grammatically; I wasn't expecting to find the same person referred to with "his" and "she" in consecutive sentences. This is starting to feel like a learning experience. At least they're paying me, not the other way around.

grumble

This is Thursday's entry, posting Friday morning:

Some stupid script kiddies have decided it would be cute to bring down LiveJournal, and my IP address is in the quarter of the net that's currently blocked. So, you'll see this sometime later (I'm writing in the Semagic client).

I've sent off a three-page Turbo apa zine, and now (or in an hour or two, depending how diligent I am) get to dive into a paid project. Deadline is midnight Saturday (because the client is in Beijing and wants it by noon Sunday their time), which shouldn't be a problem.

For the record, ( Wednesday's gym numbers: )

Oy. The paid project is making my friendly Japanese translations look simple. I don't know if this is because that company has better translators, or just that this is my first project polishing translations from Chinese. So far, one factual error (about US telephone lines), lots of stuff that I don't understand, and a tendency to refer to companies indiscriminately as "he" and "she" rather than "it". I knew Chinese didn't distinguish singular and plural grammatically; I wasn't expecting to find the same person referred to with "his" and "she" in consecutive sentences. This is starting to feel like a learning experience. At least they're paying me, not the other way around.

tired, and getting too little done

I went out last night and met roadnotes and a bunch of other cool people, including meeting fimbrethil and her sweeties. Chuck seemed surprised and delighted to see me, and we attempted to catch up on how-many years quickly, and commiserated with each others' ailments. We all listened to and sang along with music, and ate good chocolate, and Chuck played his saxophone, and I came home late and with my hair reeking of smoke. And I woke up around 7:15 the first time (which was less than six hours' sleep), and 9 the second. But I don't think that's why I've been tired all day, and didn't even start on my paid work until after lunch. I still, or again, have a bit of cough, and didn't work out today. *sigh* A gym closer to home would be nice. (There isn't one, in any useful sense, meaning one that wouldn't involve a significant subway trip: getting off the train one stop sooner doesn't signify.)

I paid a stack of bills this morning, utilities and health insurance (my last month of COBRA! Eep! Does anyone know where I find the information on NY State continuation insurance, or whatever they call it exactly?) and a credit card bill, and that leaves me feeling nervous about money. But I want to do Minicon and will do Wiscon (sorry, rysmiel, but that's a very long-standing priority).

We may be having a friend drop by this evening, depending on how her schedule works out. (She's spoken to our answering machine, and we haven't spoken to her; it'll happen or not.)

tired, and getting too little done

I went out last night and met roadnotes and a bunch of other cool people, including meeting fimbrethil and her sweeties. Chuck seemed surprised and delighted to see me, and we attempted to catch up on how-many years quickly, and commiserated with each others' ailments. We all listened to and sang along with music, and ate good chocolate, and Chuck played his saxophone, and I came home late and with my hair reeking of smoke. And I woke up around 7:15 the first time (which was less than six hours' sleep), and 9 the second. But I don't think that's why I've been tired all day, and didn't even start on my paid work until after lunch. I still, or again, have a bit of cough, and didn't work out today. *sigh* A gym closer to home would be nice. (There isn't one, in any useful sense, meaning one that wouldn't involve a significant subway trip: getting off the train one stop sooner doesn't signify.)

I paid a stack of bills this morning, utilities and health insurance (my last month of COBRA! Eep! Does anyone know where I find the information on NY State continuation insurance, or whatever they call it exactly?) and a credit card bill, and that leaves me feeling nervous about money. But I want to do Minicon and will do Wiscon (sorry, rysmiel, but that's a very long-standing priority).

We may be having a friend drop by this evening, depending on how her schedule works out. (She's spoken to our answering machine, and we haven't spoken to her; it'll happen or not.)

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Happy birthday, stonebender and dglenn!

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Happy birthday, stonebender and dglenn!