Well, I'm dumb.
Oct. 2nd, 2007 04:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
And I also have zero ability to translate Italian.
My first translation project is due in, oh, under 8 hours and I haven't slept. And no, it will not take 8 hours, but listen to part of my first draft!
"Five years after the Bulgarian Edict, Enzo Biagi and Michele Santoro went back under the shield of Rai, while the comedian Daniele Luttazzi will begin under La7 in October with one show himself, after six years of professional nothingness."
Like, wow. Such a poor translation that I don't even know where to begin in fixing up the English. And if half of that is right.
So much work to do this week. I can't wait for Thursday at 5:30pm, when Thanksgiving weekend starts for me. (Yes, yes, shorter growing season in Canada, earlier harvest, earlier Thanksgiving.)
Nana Update: She's feeling really weak and wiped out after the worst of the C.difficile seems to have passed. (My father made sure she drank a ton of water to try to clean out her system.) Still more happy thoughts, pretty please. :)
Brother Update: Yesterday, he was at "I'm completely devastated" and today, well, here's an excerpt from a short google chat we had:
2:19 PM me: Hey. How are you?
2:22 PM Brother: Hi
2:23 PM I'm fine. SHe's a ho
2:23 PM I don't need her.
While I can certainly appreciate the sentiment, it's a little soon after a 6 year relationship, so I would have to take a stab at it and say he's being brave. It hurts me to see him go through this, and all I really want to do is hug him, as corny as that may be. He's a little standoffish, though, and would probably smack me in the head if I tried.
I'm gonna get a Coke and get through this Italian thing.
My first translation project is due in, oh, under 8 hours and I haven't slept. And no, it will not take 8 hours, but listen to part of my first draft!
"Five years after the Bulgarian Edict, Enzo Biagi and Michele Santoro went back under the shield of Rai, while the comedian Daniele Luttazzi will begin under La7 in October with one show himself, after six years of professional nothingness."
Like, wow. Such a poor translation that I don't even know where to begin in fixing up the English. And if half of that is right.
So much work to do this week. I can't wait for Thursday at 5:30pm, when Thanksgiving weekend starts for me. (Yes, yes, shorter growing season in Canada, earlier harvest, earlier Thanksgiving.)
Nana Update: She's feeling really weak and wiped out after the worst of the C.difficile seems to have passed. (My father made sure she drank a ton of water to try to clean out her system.) Still more happy thoughts, pretty please. :)
Brother Update: Yesterday, he was at "I'm completely devastated" and today, well, here's an excerpt from a short google chat we had:
2:19 PM me: Hey. How are you?
2:22 PM Brother: Hi
2:23 PM I'm fine. SHe's a ho
2:23 PM I don't need her.
While I can certainly appreciate the sentiment, it's a little soon after a 6 year relationship, so I would have to take a stab at it and say he's being brave. It hurts me to see him go through this, and all I really want to do is hug him, as corny as that may be. He's a little standoffish, though, and would probably smack me in the head if I tried.
I'm gonna get a Coke and get through this Italian thing.