akabana: (Sophie in rain)
In mid-November there were some issues with one translation in a project I'm responsible for. I asked instructions from the other branch office that had outsourced the work to us and they promised to look into it. I forgot to press the matter and they never got back to us. I had two possible courses of action. I took account the fact that there had already been problems with the source files of that very same translation job, and made up my mind. We delivered the translations, and since there were no complaints, I thought I had made the right choice and forgot all about it.

Until yesterday, when the whole bloody affair came back with a vengeance and bit me in the arse.

We should have stuck to the source, but I thought the source was corrupt, so we stuck to the translation memory (previous translations for the same client) instead. Bad choice. The source was correct, and now I have to fix umpteen translated sentences that are all in one single file of gargantuan proportions. It's very dull, very mechanical and very time-consuming, since due to the quality of the problem, it can't be fixed automatically, but has to be done manually, checking every occurrence.

At least I know what I'll do all Monday morning: mop up my own mess.
akabana: (Sophie in rain by <lj comm="tmg_icons">)
I don't deserve my moonflower seedlings. I once again left them out in the cold wind today, and almost killed them again. And they resurrected once more. I really don't deserve them.

I'm apparently not used to plants as fussy as them. Even basil seems hardy when compared to my fainting beauties. If only I would get them to flower, then all these shocks would seem worthwhile. If only.

Merp.

May. 6th, 2008 10:12 pm
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I should really be doing this blogging thingy much more often: it's a good outlet. And also an excellent method of procrastination...

At the moment, I'm supposed to be proofreading an essay I wrote in ancient times about the influence of Norman French on Early Middle English. I'm almost done - something like three more pages to go - and then I can email it to the person who'll grade it. And I'll get some study credits.

Then, I'm going to go through one chapter of my thesis before going to bed. I still haven't heard from the prof. concerning the first version, but otherwise the thesis is doing fine. It's me who's worse off >_<.

And I almost killed the Moonflower seedlings again today. I just got them inside an hour ago and they looked a tad floppy. During the first half an hour the floppiness got progressively worse. *scurries off to check the current status of the patients* And now some of them are already back in the land of the living. I just have to learn the hard way, don't I?

Hmm. I need more icons, too. Something emotive; I already have many serious ones, an inquisitive one and a humorous one. I need something cheery and something pissed off. And some more with plants in them. I'll probably have to ditch some old ones. Sigh. Finding any good icons is going to be a drag, though.


Edit: got the essay done and emailed. Now I'm off to pay the rent, then maybe some thesis-reading, then sleep.
akabana: (sakuragi by <lj user="alenah">)
I almost accidentally killed my Moonflower seedlings today. In the morning,  I did what I always do in the mornings: lifted them out to the backyard to "harden" them - i.e. to get them used to the outside air instead of our centrally-heated flat. It was a bit windy, though, but the sun was shining heartily, so I thought nothing of it. At one p.m. I left for a test at the Uni and left the seedlings outside.

When I came back, several hours later, the wind was even worse. I still thought nothing of it, since the Moonflowers had sustained even colder afternoons without damage. I made dinner, went to the library, and finally decided to look in on the plants. The horror! They had flopped. I can't think of a better word: the leaves were hanging limp and lifeless, even the stems were drooping a little. I quickly scooped them back inside, but had small hope of them ever rejuvenating. But lo and behold: as I'm writing this, a few hours later, the seedlings are gradually getting back in shape. By the look of them, you wouldn't guess their earlier state of imminent demise.

I honestly thought I had killed them. Praised be the eternal resilience of green things! And the dumb luck of stupid gardeners...

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