In a couple weeks I'll get a weekend off. Maybe.
In the meantime, I have to translate and proofread, translate and proofread. My poor brain about gave out on me today. When I finished up translating and formatting the two articles I wanted to proofread tomorrow, it was only late afternoon so I started with the proofreading. Hah! Tried to start and didn't get beyond the first sentence. My brain trembled like a bowl full of jelly and, although I knew that some revision was called for, refused to put the words into better order.
I went and had a whiskey, after which my brain felt normal, so then I had another so I would at least feel like I'd had a whiskey. Now I have a headache, that's karma for you.
I just glanced at the calendar and decided to ask for an extension for one of those articles that didn't have a deadline anyway. I'd really like to get their work done in a timely manner, but I think it's more important that I take the time to do a good job. Also, I don't like suffering.
190 words | September 18, 2005 08:39 PM | Lost in translation