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Hm... I think I may have been a little harsh (read: direct) with G., but he's sending the manuscript to a scientific magazine, so what am I supposed to do, lie, correct a couple of typos and tell him how great it is? Plus, I spent hours of my day off on this thing, head-desk'ed, despaired, tried to make painfully literally translated sentences and the evidence of dictionary-overuse a little more English... so I think I've earned a moment of ugly satisfaction.

Morning run. Work. Lasagna. Moderate guilt.



[Also, more holiday picture spam... ]