Well, brothers, I write to you today in order to mourn the loss of one of our kind, a valiant panda warrior who was forever loyal and stood by our sides in times of need. Bad days, breakups, drunken stupors, the panda was there for us through it all. But now, he has died; the fjords have been purged. Thank you brother, for providing me what I needed most since I first stepped foot on the internet. May you rest in peace.
Fuck the netherlands.
I’m going to be taking a bit of a break from translating. Unlike last time, it won’t be to get a batch ready.
I was supposed to do 2 again today, but the next chapter is so long I was too demotivated to start.
And they’re only going to keep getting longer…
I wanted to use a different font for something in this chapter, but cheap unupgraded wordpress hates me.
More tomorrow. Probably.
Today I walked an hour to get to a restaurant, and then walked another hour to get back.
This chapter could have been posted two hours ago.
Probably more tomorrow again.
Going to go punch robots now.
I was going to make some more random Chinese food for dinner today, but I didn’t have the ingredients for what I wanted to make. I can’t drive anymore either since I have to wait for an OPT visa to renew my license, so I just ended up ordering the dish instead.
Today I made a dish that’s half taro and half ribs. I also had non-cheap jasmine rice for the first time in forever. Being a chink is great sometimes.
Amazing shitpost is amazing.
This chapter shows that the author knows more about localization than most translators these days. Kind of sad.