First off, a 200 QA test pass!! @___@ AAAAAAAH! That's how I felt as I was correcting it. AAAAAAH!, I said to myself. 20 errors maximum (because of the 98% accuracy requirement,) and I'd had 14 errors, but my instructor found FOUR more!??!? Unbelievable! I look forward to learning from them once I get the official results on Monday. The stats are actually as follows:
200 QA test passed on Tuesday 3/3/2015!
Now, for the second bit of news (and, no, I guess I won't be talking about the wonders and glory of my second DRA convention ever. ;_;):
A got a Passport writer!!! You heard me. A professional writer! Allow me to tell the tale...
Last Saturday, 2/28/2015, I did yet another set of mock depos at Boalt Hall in Berkeley. Even compared to last October's sessions, my skill level was through the ROOF! The morning session went off without a hitch, and I did not even allow myself the "safety net" of recording audio. I just HAD it, OR I spoke up and told the speaker to slo-o-o-o-w do-o-o-own. One of the attorney-students clearly had a point to make and was ready to just dash out of the starting position, guns blazing!But, nah, I said. Nah to that ridiculous speed.
Cut to right after lunch (which was a delicious and spicy dish at a local Chinese restaurant.) We were a) LATE (and I knew, I kneeeeew in my heart of hearts that it was not going to work out time-wise, but I still went along with it! Curse me for trying to be social!)
And (b) upon arriving LATE to the room, already packed with students and on its way through the depo, I flip up the screen to my Wave writer, touch the On button, andddddd....nothing. Nill. Zilch. Deader than dead. Dead for no reason! No rhyme! And certainly no rhythm! The battery had plenty of juice, but the writer was just having none of it! So I step/barrel my way back out into the hallway, find Ana, our mentor/counseling extraordinaire, and proceed to ramble and panic about my situation.
At the end of the day, I ended up recording the afternoon sessions (which I couldn't even get straight at first on account of my frazzled state) and still, have to transcribe those this weekend, and mope about what the hell am I going to do about putting money in to fix my student writer.
In steps the hero of our story -- Alison! Classmate, former NASA genius, and amazing friend! She offers to not only lend me her old Passport writer, but -- get this -- sell it to me! For a fraction of what it would cost!
To give you a rough estimate, one-fifth of the original cost! I am in writer heaven!
I've been banging away on this machine and figuring out its little doodads and amazing abilities, such as being able to do realtime to my laptop via Bluetooth. Look, Ma, no cables!
Alison, ever the fan of all things teal, had the "solid match ice" skin on it, but I am currently selecting my new skin of choice, and I think it will be...
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| "My Heart"! My heart...of hearts? |
Just two nights ago, I also rigged a writer-sized carrying case for it so that it won't get banged up as I transport it via bookbag, because there is NO way I'm lugging that behemoth of the original carrying case around. It may be fugly as heck, but it should get the job done.
The next test on my hit list if likely the 180 Lit OR a 180 4-V. I'd be happy with either at this point!
Until then, happy summer-like spring weather!
