A croik work update!
Mar. 24th, 2010 07:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
croikI finally got let go from Gamestop. Technically I haven't had hours since December, but it wasn't until last week that my boss finally took me out of the system. At least I got to milk the discounts up through God of War!
So I continue to work at thefrisbee flying disc plant. I've grazed the flat irons a few times, but it wasn't until last Friday that I actually burned myself. Not seriously or anything, but I wonder if it'll leave a scar!? I guess it's my initiation into the business, along with my official company hoodie.
AND SPEAKING OF SEARING PAIN
Now that I'm working 40 hours a week it's tough coming home and trying to do some translating, but doing whole books in one weekend is no picnic either. What makes it even harder is the fact that THEY JUST KEEP GETTING WORSE!!
I tell myself, "Croik (except I use my real name, I am not that crazy), Croik my girl, it simply isn't possible that they're getting worse by exponential degrees. Don't you remember some of the stuff you've done in the past? Remember the man who convinced a teenaged boy that he was his teddy bear come to life, so that he could have sex with him? Remember the yakuza heir who got lost in the Italian countryside and was then sold at auction to rich weirdos? The OTHER yakuza heir who raped his friend but afterwards referred to himself as a virgin? Remember translating such immortal gems as, 'Brother, please stop pulling my hair!' 'Your cock smells like a bitch in heat!' and 'The only way I can advance in my career is to marry up, which means that as a gay man I'll have no choice but to cheat on my wife and degrade women in general, therefore...I'll start by sleeping with my sister's husband' ?? Surely nothing you're translating now is worse than that!"
And then it happened. I finally got prison rape yaoi. Which has offered me such intellectual delights as:
"Your stinking piss woke me up."
"At least it's not as bad as your shit."
"And who's the one trying to screw my shit hole?"
And also~
"He's young but he's got no energy. I've come 3 times now and he's not even hard!"
"Try sticking him in the prostate."
(I had to enter "prostate" into Jim Breen. Is it strange that I've translated yaoi for 6 years and have never come across this kanji!?)
This...THIS is why I have a college degree...!!!
But in all seriousness this crap is just about driving me crazy. Now that I have a job that is paying money regularly and doesn't involve me having to type the words "impotent child cannibal" I find myself wondering...is it worth it to keep doing this, just to be able to amaze my acquaintances with the fact that I translate Japanese gay porn!? Because the only enjoyment I'm getting out of it now is the cathartic glee of throwing myself out of my chair when the seme goes from rape to cuddle in the span of 7 pages.
Yaoi, have I not been a faithful fan for many years? Why do you do this to me? ;o;
In other news, I finished Heavy Rain (a few times) and God of War III (just once). But I'll post about that another time.
So I continue to work at the
AND SPEAKING OF SEARING PAIN
Now that I'm working 40 hours a week it's tough coming home and trying to do some translating, but doing whole books in one weekend is no picnic either. What makes it even harder is the fact that THEY JUST KEEP GETTING WORSE!!
I tell myself, "Croik (except I use my real name, I am not that crazy), Croik my girl, it simply isn't possible that they're getting worse by exponential degrees. Don't you remember some of the stuff you've done in the past? Remember the man who convinced a teenaged boy that he was his teddy bear come to life, so that he could have sex with him? Remember the yakuza heir who got lost in the Italian countryside and was then sold at auction to rich weirdos? The OTHER yakuza heir who raped his friend but afterwards referred to himself as a virgin? Remember translating such immortal gems as, 'Brother, please stop pulling my hair!' 'Your cock smells like a bitch in heat!' and 'The only way I can advance in my career is to marry up, which means that as a gay man I'll have no choice but to cheat on my wife and degrade women in general, therefore...I'll start by sleeping with my sister's husband' ?? Surely nothing you're translating now is worse than that!"
And then it happened. I finally got prison rape yaoi. Which has offered me such intellectual delights as:
"Your stinking piss woke me up."
"At least it's not as bad as your shit."
"And who's the one trying to screw my shit hole?"
And also~
"He's young but he's got no energy. I've come 3 times now and he's not even hard!"
"Try sticking him in the prostate."
(I had to enter "prostate" into Jim Breen. Is it strange that I've translated yaoi for 6 years and have never come across this kanji!?)
This...THIS is why I have a college degree...!!!
But in all seriousness this crap is just about driving me crazy. Now that I have a job that is paying money regularly and doesn't involve me having to type the words "impotent child cannibal" I find myself wondering...is it worth it to keep doing this, just to be able to amaze my acquaintances with the fact that I translate Japanese gay porn!? Because the only enjoyment I'm getting out of it now is the cathartic glee of throwing myself out of my chair when the seme goes from rape to cuddle in the span of 7 pages.
Yaoi, have I not been a faithful fan for many years? Why do you do this to me? ;o;
In other news, I finished Heavy Rain (a few times) and God of War III (just once). But I'll post about that another time.
