I have to ride on one in a few days. WHAT IF I LOSE MY PASSPORT WHAT IF THE FLIGHT IS DELAYED AND I MISS MY CONNECTION WHAT IF I FORGET JAPANESE ON THE WAY OVER

It is relevant to all of this that I just finished Ace Attorney Investigations: Miles Edgeworth, which is roughly as stupid as you'd think it would be, given that title. I know that the earlier games had some really strained internal logic at times, but this was just a huge mess. The writers clearly had no idea how the last plot arc was going to end even, like, halfway through it. I mean, there was a ninja there? But they never came up with anything for him to do, so he was just kind of there. Ninja above the mantelpiece, having no effect upon the plot. I think they didn't have time to write him out when they realized they weren't going to be using him.

Also, at one point Edgeworth explains how the bad guys used a ceiling fan as a pulley to move an object that should logically have weighed at least two hundred pounds. THE FAN CANNOT DO THAT, EDGEWORTH. And there's no buildup to this, and you've got to select the ceiling fan from a roomful of objects when Edgeworth says, "This object will show you how the thing was moved!" Why am I supposed to be able to guess Edgeworth's nonsensical theory? He could've at least given me some kind of hint that his stupid dystopian alternate universe was one in which you can grab hold of the fan and let it spin you around. He should have had the decency to say, "This object that spins in circles and is probably pretty dusty on top will show you how the thing was moved!"

There's obviously no way to fix this stuff in localization, but the translation was pretty bad, too. There were so many typos.

I actually did pick the fan, but it was because it was the only thing left in the room that hadn't yet been involved in an act of villainy, so I figured it must be its turn. DON'T MAKE ME METAGAME, EDGEWORTH, YOU'RE THE WORST PROSECUTOR ANYWAY

WHY DID YOU GET TIED UP TWICE IN THIS GAME

Screw the stupid Edgeworth game - what the world needs is a game where Lamiroir and Machi solve crimes.

I will also accept fanfic.

No, people, just think about this for five seconds. This would be incredible.

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I started playing Apollo Justice last night. It looks like the torch singer dream did mean something. It just wasn’t apparent until I started the game. I don’t know what it means yet, but surely this will become clear as I progress.

(Seriously, I must have read some spoilers at some point and then got them lost in my brain, because the dream knew way too much about the plot.)

Last night, apparently in reaction to yesterday’s terrible dietary crime, I dreamed about eating sprouts. I had bought several varieties from the store, and I removed the roots and ate them. That was the whole dream. It was pretty vivid. I could taste and smell the sprouts and everything.

Figuring that my brain was probably trying to tell me something*, I bought some sprouts when I went out to buy curry stuff today. Unfortunately, I accidentally got daikon sprouts. Which taste like, you know, daikon. I hate daikon. I’ve covered them with kimchi and am determined to work my way through them today. My subconscious went to a lot of trouble on this one.

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* Probably an unwarranted assumption. I had another dream earlier in the night where Apollo Justice was a 20’s torch singer. I don’t think that means anything.

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