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The Blogger's Prayer

Lo, there do I see my posts.
Lo, there do I see my tweets.
Lo, there do I see my gifsets and my picspams.
Lo, there do I see the line of my blog, back to the beginning.
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them on the Internets,
Where the geek may live forever.

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Feb. 12th, 2015

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I woke up today with a migraine, took half a pill, felt it kick in (or rather, felt the side effects), but it wasn't until I realized I was trying not to cry from the pain that I figured I should probably take the second half. Spent the rest of the morning in bed with the drapes drawn and the cat locked out of my room so I could rest. Which means I'm still a little woozy and mostly feeling wiped, and in absolutely no shape to do any challenging work. Which means that the translation that's due tomorrow morning is going to require extra careful proofreading, because when I'm like this, I'm prone to making lots of stupid typos and errors.

The good thing about the translation work is that I'm getting more jobs these days, and I had an e-mail from one of the project managers stating that she'd like to "establish closer cooperation" with me. I'm not sure what this means exactly, but I'm hoping it'll translate (heh) into more work coming more regularly, which will give me a bit more financial stability.

I also got into the internship program, and I get 120 hours starting in March at a language school as a translator. I'm not holding my breath on the internship turning into a contract for full/part-time work, but maybe I can make some contacts that'll get me some additional freelance work. *fingers crossed*

Ugh. Being an adult is overrated.

Also, if someone could please tell me how to make my cat STFU and stop yowling, that'd be awesome. The pheromone collar doesn't seem to be working anymore, and he goes into the other room from where we are and sits there, crying for attention. But when we try to pet him/play with him, he acts like we're insulting him. #catsareassholes
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