Right. Now I remember. A certain translator who will remain nameless. He's in the manga news again, and it's kind of had us on edge, reminding us of how incompetent and insecure we are. But mostly insecure, because we're pretty sure we're not that incompetent, but because some people have decided to judge us without actually looking at our work, it's difficult to know for sure. Anyway, it kind of has us afraid that the entire manga community has read that one blog entry, figured out it was us, and is now convinced we're worthless. It's amazing how your imagination can blow things out of proportion. At least, we hope it's out of proportion.
On the other hand, I didn't want to throw a pity party. So what to do... Actually, today we kind of are throwing a party that has mostly nothing to do with pity but everything to do with needing an excuse to try the new Domino's pizza we've seen so many commercials for. Our original hope was that we'd be able to convince someone to take us to a Domino's to pick up the pizza, because we have very bad luck with pizza delivery in this apartment. It's really kind of sad.
Almost every single time we've ordered pizza, we waited for a while (usually about as long as they said, but kind of often we've had to wait longer) and then the delivery person would need to call and get directions. Sometimes they would make it to our apartment building, wander around for a while, and then call to get directions to our unit. One time--and this was probably before he found our building--I'm sure the pizza guy was absolutely determined that he would find our place on his own, because he took forever to call and sounded very much like he was trying to cheerfully hide his embarrassment.
One time, back when Celeste was living here, the pizza guy took like two hours or so, and then when we got the pizza, it was all squished on one side like he'd gotten into an accident. Poor guy.
And so we hesitate to have pizza delivered. Plus we're poor, so we haven't been able to implement a strategy of ordering pizza frequently and tipping the delivery people enough to make sure they remember us. We know this works, because back when we were living in Glendale, we would order pizza, and I don't even remember how the conversation went, but the delivery girl said something like, "Oh, we know who you are." I'm pretty sure it was because of the tips.
And now all this talk about pizza is making me want pizza. I think we might need to make sure to have something to snack on in case it takes forever to get here tonight.
Today I'm thankful for pizza deliverers, excuses to try the new Domino's pizza, finishing our first draft of Oh! My Brother 3 in just two days!, getting 100% in Ventus's story line, and finding out what to do to get combo leaf for Terra.