Well it's been more than a month since I left my old company to its inevitable prolonged withering demise, and have since promptly lost all motivation to continue posting here.
Despite my lack of creative impulse, things have been good. I've been keeping afloat with a little bit of translating work for Greenpeace (see the PDFs), which fills me with a warm glow of self-righteousness and makes pandas shed tears of joy. I've also been doing a little research into the possibility of realizing my long held dream of opening a bagel shop (and investors, I think this is a great opportunity for you. A low risk alternative to the U.S. financial system, I think). I should be moving into a nice new apartment with the French guys where I'll finally have my own private bedroom at the end of this week, assuming the agent we're using is only acting like an infuriating cheating lowlife scumbag and is, in fact, not. And I just bought a roundtrip train ticket to Hong Kong next Thursday, where I'll be going for a frisbee tournament for the weekend and picking up with a team from Manila. The theme of the tournament party is "Enter the Dragon," for which we were encouraged to do a performance where we display our "best kung fu style," so I volunteered to do a little show, provided the girls on the team wear cheongsams and cheer. This may or may not happen, but at any rate, I'll pack my silks.
Meanwhile, we continue to enjoy beautiful blue skies almost every day, and it almost seems as if the Olympics never happened.
Despite my lack of creative impulse, things have been good. I've been keeping afloat with a little bit of translating work for Greenpeace (see the PDFs), which fills me with a warm glow of self-righteousness and makes pandas shed tears of joy. I've also been doing a little research into the possibility of realizing my long held dream of opening a bagel shop (and investors, I think this is a great opportunity for you. A low risk alternative to the U.S. financial system, I think). I should be moving into a nice new apartment with the French guys where I'll finally have my own private bedroom at the end of this week, assuming the agent we're using is only acting like an infuriating cheating lowlife scumbag and is, in fact, not. And I just bought a roundtrip train ticket to Hong Kong next Thursday, where I'll be going for a frisbee tournament for the weekend and picking up with a team from Manila. The theme of the tournament party is "Enter the Dragon," for which we were encouraged to do a performance where we display our "best kung fu style," so I volunteered to do a little show, provided the girls on the team wear cheongsams and cheer. This may or may not happen, but at any rate, I'll pack my silks.
Meanwhile, we continue to enjoy beautiful blue skies almost every day, and it almost seems as if the Olympics never happened.