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The auto-archive is running.
Alas, the last two or three times I said that, I immediately found a huge, ugly, creepy bug that took me all day to fix. But right now, this very minute, let me just revel in the fact that the bloody thing is doing what it's supposed to do. So for the time being, I shall speak of the archive no more.
Because, I want to read some fanfic again, dammit. A new episode of Three Deep is out, and I barely had time to get past the first act. How much do I love that setup! I can't wait to read the rest.
And for the past week I've been stuck on page 136 of my Japanese Prisoner of Azkaban... first Divination class with Professor Trelawney (Or as the Japanese say, Toreroonii... that one took a while.) The Professor uses Keigo (very polite speech) when she talks to her students - I find that's an interesting touch. It's interesting in general to see how the translator finds substitutes for the various forms of British slang. That conductor on the Knight Bus is hard enough to understand in English. In Japanese, not a chance. Good practice though.
*peeks*
It's still working. Wow.
I'd really like to shift two of the attributes. But right now I don't even dare breathe around it. Ah well, if it's still there tomorrow, I'll try it.
Oh yeah, funny thing I read in Tod Goldberg's blog the other day and wanted to share... have to see if I can hunt it down *browse* Ah, here it is. It's by a commenter. "This ties in to the second point: virtually all fanfic is terrible. Really awful, retched dreck. Worse than Tono's shit, really. Therefore, I hold that fanfic is no threat to anybody. Every bit of it that I have ever read has sucked in a really large way, and nobody is ever going to mistake it for the real thing."
I'll leave that uncommented, such a thing of beauty can stand by itself. He also states that "these people are, indeed, cape-wearing losers"... so excuse me while I don my cape and crawl outta my parents' basement... ;op
Will play catch-up with flist tomorrow. Provided that you-know-what is still working.
Alas, the last two or three times I said that, I immediately found a huge, ugly, creepy bug that took me all day to fix. But right now, this very minute, let me just revel in the fact that the bloody thing is doing what it's supposed to do. So for the time being, I shall speak of the archive no more.
Because, I want to read some fanfic again, dammit. A new episode of Three Deep is out, and I barely had time to get past the first act. How much do I love that setup! I can't wait to read the rest.
And for the past week I've been stuck on page 136 of my Japanese Prisoner of Azkaban... first Divination class with Professor Trelawney (Or as the Japanese say, Toreroonii... that one took a while.) The Professor uses Keigo (very polite speech) when she talks to her students - I find that's an interesting touch. It's interesting in general to see how the translator finds substitutes for the various forms of British slang. That conductor on the Knight Bus is hard enough to understand in English. In Japanese, not a chance. Good practice though.
*peeks*
It's still working. Wow.
I'd really like to shift two of the attributes. But right now I don't even dare breathe around it. Ah well, if it's still there tomorrow, I'll try it.
Oh yeah, funny thing I read in Tod Goldberg's blog the other day and wanted to share... have to see if I can hunt it down *browse* Ah, here it is. It's by a commenter. "This ties in to the second point: virtually all fanfic is terrible. Really awful, retched dreck. Worse than Tono's shit, really. Therefore, I hold that fanfic is no threat to anybody. Every bit of it that I have ever read has sucked in a really large way, and nobody is ever going to mistake it for the real thing."
I'll leave that uncommented, such a thing of beauty can stand by itself. He also states that "these people are, indeed, cape-wearing losers"... so excuse me while I don my cape and crawl outta my parents' basement... ;op
Will play catch-up with flist tomorrow. Provided that you-know-what is still working.