Ever since I installed the 1.1.2 (PC) firmware on my 3G Nano, it's been doing some really funky things. The display won't update, so it'll show info from a song that played some ten minutes ago, the display will completely disappear after an hour or so of playing, and it'll occasionally restart a song after a couple of seconds of playing through it.
Very weird.
Oh well, let's see if restoring the thing fixes it.
I found this little introduction piece that's in every volume of this manga (thus far) to be somewhat moving. I admit, I have strange interests.
My translation has changed a little bit each time I think about it. Funny thing about translations, they never really have a solid target. It's interesting trying to express someone else's intent with different methods.
Translation:
Even though I have consumed five lands,
even though I have drained three seas,
only the sky can I do nothing about.
With this body without wings or hands or feet.
I am the world serpent.
My name is Jormungandr.
The original text:
五つの陸を食らい尽くし
三つの海を飲み干しても
空だけはどうすることもできない。
翼も手も足もないこの身では。
我は世界蛇。
我が名はヨルムンガンド。
It's short, yet I feel that the words the author used carry the passage very well. Granted, I'm no critic of Japanese literature.
Sometimes I wonder if I really should be in computers. They've always been a part of my life, and certainly I enjoy working with them, but they've never really moved me the way that words do. Hum.
Well, not quite yet the end of the semester, but this is finals week at least. Finished the first day relatively painlessly, too.
Maths and engineering out of the way, now I need to do the physics and English portion. Hoo boy, lots of stuff to do tonight before I'm ready for tomorrow. I'm not sure I'll be able to get one paper finished in time, either. Hrm.
In idly counting, I've come across a startling realization. Over the course of the past seven days, there have been 593 emails (and rising) between myself and a friend. This is nearly equivalent to my average rate per decade with everyone else.
Wow.
Ok, seriously? "You have new Picture Mail!"? That's kind of a silly thing to title picture posts from a mobile. Ah well. It's a shot of the campus as I was finishing up my walk. The phone's camera isn't anything to be excited about, so neither is the picture. Nice weather at least.
Just testing to make sure that this is just Sprint being slow and not a failure to send.
Update:
And it was. Go figure, it takes 15 to 20 minutes for a text message to get up, but 1 to 5 minutes for a picture to arrive.
Testing this mobile posting business.
Oh, I suppose I should share it with the English reader(s) as well.
I recently started attending Miami University of Ohio. I'm currently registered with a major towards a Bachelor's of Science in Computer Engineering. Though that's really meaningless at the moment, as I'm still in the first year and so taking mostly nothing but general courses. On top of that, since I really didn't put as much effort into my studies as I should have during the high school era (not to mention the years in-between high school and now), I'm taking some other courses to help bring myself back up to speed.
Which reminds me.
I have this wonderful sense of time. Couple that with my ever-so-helpful procrastination and I am often punching out a paper the morning it is due. While this is viable for such simple five page requests, what with this being my first year in university, this isn't really a brilliant strategy for later courses -- such as when I have to submit, say, a 20 page analysis.
The end of the semester is approaching fast, one week away to be precise. This of course means that every class is going through the throes of giving up every last bit of work possible before the end. For my English course, this involves the task of creating a cover letter for my portfolio. All right, not a problem. Of course, my vast intellect realizes that the first draft of said letter is due today, or so I thought. I complete the draft in about forty minutes and rush over to my class.
Everyone's standing outside the door (it's often locked before the professor gets there), so a cloud of panic lifts a bit from my head at not being late. Oh, wait. Shit, was I supposed to print copies for each person in my peer group? I ask someone nearby, who returns a quizzical look at me. "What? That draft isn't due till Thursday."
In my flailing efforts to avoid being late, I forgot to check the actual due date. So now I'm here, sitting in the cafeteria, running on about four hours of sleep, caffeine, and a general sense of humility.
Still, it's not all bad. Because of this I managed to have the professor look it over beforehand to see if it met what she was expecting. It looks like I'm on the right track. I use the notion loosely, since forty minutes isn't so much a track as it is stepping over a crack in the pavement.
Woo.
