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While I'm whining:

Dear roommates:
If you leave it for long enough, I suppose it is within the realm of possibility that the trash can filled with your gin bottles will be removed by the magical trash fairy, or grow legs and walk away. It is not within the realm of possibility that I will do anything about it.

Dear mom:
I'm so, so sorry.
But you will note that I never left a trash bag full of gin bottles sitting around.

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3500/6300 on my Shizuoka Translation thing.

I will never again translate something reasonably short without reading it all the way through first. Because all of a sudden there were pubescent boys looking at each other's naked bits, and I was unprepared for that, and I have absolutely no desire to write "pubic hair" again for at least the next six months.