Just hanging out.
So I'm hanging around on LJ today while I should be translating some random this-or-that, but hey, such is the spirit of procrastination. Haven't argued against it yet, don't exactly plan to in the future.
Heh.
Well, scanlating business is going slow. ("Here it comes," I hear moans from the audience. ILU2, BBs.) My staff's randomly disappearing on me, but meh, I think I've gotten used to it. On that note, I've figured out the average lifespan for an editor or typesetter is about two months, give or take... a week. Seriously. On the plus side, they tend to stick around later, which is pretty cool. The chat box is hopping as always, which kind of makes me wonder if we should take a step into the world of IRC. It's the next logical move, right? If we did that... Hell, we might actually get "On the map," so to speak. Seems like all the popular kids are doing it nowadays, but I'll leave it at that for now.
Ohayo-con's in one week... And I can't bring myself to get pumped up about it. Part of me just thinks it's not going to work out, that we don't have enough money to do it, yadda, yadda, yadda. Boy, it sure would help if my taxes made it in on time. I think the earliest I'd get my money back is probably that weekend, though. Ehhh... Well, that still might help, but I probably shouldn't get my hopes up for it. I am, however, looking forward to sharing a room with a bunch of semi-strangers at the Hyatt. Bitch, yes. Here's hoping they give us that roll-away bed I requested. And lots of fucking pillows. That would be completely bitching. (Bitching, bitching, bitching. Echo effect.) Well, here's hoping that sales post gets some more hits. Doubt it.
In the meantime, I'm taking another stab at ye ol' weight watchers diet. I seem to be doing well enough, if the way my pants fit is any indication, though I never really thought eating more would make me lose weight. I guess it's one of those, "Don't starve yourself; you'll only retain everything you eat!" kind of deals. Hey, the fiber agrees with me, so I'm not complaining! TMI TMI TMI TMI
Long post is too long. Adios, amigos. See you in a few days, weeks, or whenever I decide to post again. I may not comment to your entries all the time, but I read every single one of 'em, promise.
Friends-lock is for quitters! Or maybe I'm just lazy. And don't care.
Heh.
Well, scanlating business is going slow. ("Here it comes," I hear moans from the audience. ILU2, BBs.) My staff's randomly disappearing on me, but meh, I think I've gotten used to it. On that note, I've figured out the average lifespan for an editor or typesetter is about two months, give or take... a week. Seriously. On the plus side, they tend to stick around later, which is pretty cool. The chat box is hopping as always, which kind of makes me wonder if we should take a step into the world of IRC. It's the next logical move, right? If we did that... Hell, we might actually get "On the map," so to speak. Seems like all the popular kids are doing it nowadays, but I'll leave it at that for now.
Ohayo-con's in one week... And I can't bring myself to get pumped up about it. Part of me just thinks it's not going to work out, that we don't have enough money to do it, yadda, yadda, yadda. Boy, it sure would help if my taxes made it in on time. I think the earliest I'd get my money back is probably that weekend, though. Ehhh... Well, that still might help, but I probably shouldn't get my hopes up for it. I am, however, looking forward to sharing a room with a bunch of semi-strangers at the Hyatt. Bitch, yes. Here's hoping they give us that roll-away bed I requested. And lots of fucking pillows. That would be completely bitching. (Bitching, bitching, bitching. Echo effect.) Well, here's hoping that sales post gets some more hits. Doubt it.
In the meantime, I'm taking another stab at ye ol' weight watchers diet. I seem to be doing well enough, if the way my pants fit is any indication, though I never really thought eating more would make me lose weight. I guess it's one of those, "Don't starve yourself; you'll only retain everything you eat!" kind of deals. Hey, the fiber agrees with me, so I'm not complaining! TMI TMI TMI TMI
Long post is too long. Adios, amigos. See you in a few days, weeks, or whenever I decide to post again. I may not comment to your entries all the time, but I read every single one of 'em, promise.
Friends-lock is for quitters! Or maybe I'm just lazy. And don't care.