Monday, February 07, 2005

midterms: crab factory ship.

I'm studying for an art midterm tomorrow, but I thought I'd take a break to continue a little tradition we have here at The Flying Wheel. That's right; fun with web translation. Once again, we have Emi Necozawa's web diary to thank for these mini adventures in the surreal:



"...there is a virus characteristic stomachache which is called ' the gastro ' in France, it seems. Exceeding obtaining."

"Occurring too quickly, you nap. Opening the semi- eye, you slept to seem, circumstances and dream of the room blending, it means mysterious thing. The bathrobe which depends on the closet appearing in dream that way, the black who wears the bathrobe being backward."

"Perhaps, whether me there is no this, that. When pain experienced until now, it is different to do."

"But the weekend which the liquor or the meal are not produced.... Lonesome nee. The night, 1 person the carrot is eaten placidly."

"This the repetition of the crab factory ship of yesterday it is?! The children who fight with the actuality which is harsher than such a hell it is the shelf! ...If with you were encouraged and the air was attached, it exceeded the mountain of pain. With true story, being story of the child who is used at the carpet factory."

"In society there is a living hell on the hell truly with a lot of."

Amen to that.

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