Finished
Just barely got everything done in time, G drove off to the courier's offices at 7:15 (we were far too late for a pickup). I haven't heard whether he got there in time, but I'm pretty sure that I would have heard if he hadn't done. The last nearly-an-hour of increasing nervousness was my fault: a combination of overtiredness and my natural know-it-all arrogance lead to a bad (foolish, stupid, irresponsible) decision, with the result that I had to print off a five-page form and fill it in by hand with G and U breathing down my neck.
I think it is a good project, but after spending seven hours in Excel calculating room sizes and the building volume I realize that we ended up pretty far from the brief in a few significant places. Meaning: we'll either land among the prizewinners or be sent home in the first round.
To bed.
But first, a cup of hot chocolate and my first (short!) visit to Second Life in
Fourteen down, sixteen to go.
5 Comments:
the brave udge. clearly you have deserved your rest. now there is only to hope that insomnia does not strike.
And what happens if you do win? More work actually doing the reality?
The reward for a job done well. Another job.
Antonia: thanks, there was no insomnia. I slept until abt 10am.
Joe and Zhoen: yes indeed, as in Pinball the prize is to continue playing. (Thought one might be reminded of Sisyphus as well.)
i've been in that situation so many times that i can truly empathize with you. once, due to a network crash in the 11th hour, i had to work the night through and fly the bid to romania on the first morning's flight (without sleep). i certainly don't miss that aspect of my former job. looking back, i have to say life is good. :)
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