Thursday, March 05, 2009

Officially Put to Bed, or Officially Put Down

It all feels the same at this moment, 1:20 am in the land of the morning nightmare.
The editing has gone away, at last.

Gone away to my poor colleague/boss, who know has to make some sense of the hashed commentary I've given her. And who had to do all the final translation of the new text as it came in. She not only has mad skills as a translator, but she's wicked fast. Which is why I could still go out and get a drink.

If I wasn't too tired.

So, like.. from 8:30 am one day to 1:20 am the next day... does that count as work?

Can't tell, I'm too tired to count. ;-)


Anonymous said...

violins playing in the background.
your sad story... well, you know the rest.

Anonymous said...

put him down?