I'm not gloating. No, really. :) And I wouldn't have posted that here in a public entry (because it does look like I'm gloating) if it weren't for what I found later in the day.
One of the former reviewers, Freelancer, had signed the moo-review gb. I was pleased by what she said - she wished me well and admitted that she hadn't been able to keep up with her quota when she was on the crew. So I went over to her diary to find her guestbook and return the favour and found that her current entry was one-third concerned with how pissed she was that she and Devora didn't get to take over moo-review. What the...?
Went to her gb to say I appreciated her comment in the m-r gb and was sorry she felt slighted but that it had been Bonnie's site and if she had an issue with it she needed to take it up with Bonnie. Then found that Devora had left a longish comment on the matter and Devora was seriously pissed and ... obviously doesn't like me any.
So I left this comment:
Also forwarded a copy of my comment to Bonnie, who responded thus:
So I left her message at the end of my reply and cc'd it to Freelancer and Devora.
I now consider that matter closed.
Did my first two reviews today, both of diarylanders. They took about 90 minutes each. I'm assuming that the more I do the more efficient I will get, because if it's going to take me 3 hours to do two reviews I'm going to have a problem because of my 4 hour session limits. Or maybe I'm just going to have to go online three times a day until I've made serious inroads into the pending list.
Ah, well, it's not like I thought it was going to be easy. Enjoying it so far, although I'm slightly worried that I'm being either too harsh or too lenient. One was a designer layout, the other made by the diarist. One scored 77.5, the other 75 and 7.5 bonus points. Afterwards I thought maybe I'd been too hard on the second one with regards to "real points", specially as her text was eminently more legible than that in the first diary. Hmmm.
Didn't do much of anything else today. Went down the road in the late arvo to get the paper and cigs (meaning I am down to my last $1.20, so the darn loan money better come through tomorrow like it's s'posed to) and chatted for a while with the guy behind the counter. Then his little dog trotted out and I picked her up for a cuddle. She licked my face. "Hey, sloppy doggy kiss!" I said, and kissed the top of her head. Bow-wow. ;)
Came home, made myself a sandwich, fell asleep at my desk writing up the previous entry.
I need more sleep.