And shockingly twenty-four today. I don't know how I feel about that, so I do believe that I'll ignore it. Twenty-three was easy to ignore, after all. It prolly won't get painful until closer to thirty.

Also v. amused as it turns out that my understanding French comes in handy for unexpected reasons. I'd a hit of nostolgia tonight, so went looking for Seiji fic. Didn't find any that I haven't read before, and it seems all the image archives are dead and gone (and I will never ever get another copy of the song "Midnight Party", which is truly a woeful thing, as nothing else on this earth is quite of the crack as much as that song), but it does appear that there's a small French fandom still surviving. Or maybe it's actually been dead for years and the webpages are maintained on Google like bones in the Sahara, but as my French remains better than my Japanese, I can still gleefully chortle over what I find.

Like 90% of the movies I watch, it might be old, but it's still new to me.