Dear God, I created the Buffista Translation Party monster.

Steph, that was a lovely story.

sj, health~ma.

And Hil, here's my 2 cents. Mind that it could be that I read the situation differently due to my own human problems:
Clearly your advisor wants you to be more dependant on him, and is ignoring that you prefer face most things in your way, which isn't his way.

So fake girly enthusiasm when he's around and come to him to a bunch of "OMG? Have you seen this?" whenever thinking "Hemm. Might be cool, in an alternative universe", and "You GOTTA see this NOW" whenever thinking "this might make a good point. Someday. Let's file it in the Would Make a Good Point Someday file".

Or, listen to Scrappy, since she is wise and I'm sort-of in the same situation with job interviews. My CV are impressive for my age, but since I'm sticking with the Dead Honesty policy even when it screws me a little bit, and since I know my thoughts can be scary to others, I usually show little enthusiasm in job interviews, even when I'm excited about the job. I have no idea what to say that would sound sane or normal, and end up hesitant.

I really need to work about it. Advices would be very appreciated.

And good luck to you with your advisor.

I think it's very fitting that Shir, whose primary language is not English, got us so hooked on translation party.

It's only fair that you'll get some of the feeling about how direct Hebrew-to-English might sound like.

Also, since I know Nilly doesn't read here, and I don't want to post it in Natter, where she might read, or Beep Me:

As you know, in about a month Nilly's getting married. If there is anything you might wanna give to her on the day without her to know, or shamelessly surprise her during the ceremony, email me and we'll try to work it out.

Oh, and I already got her approval to take gazzilions of pictures.

Witty tonight, I will be wise for the girls, all my sympathy.

Eunice Kennedy Shriver passed away this morning.

I honestly think she was in all likelihood the best of the whole Kennedy lot of that generation.

How are your legs this morning, sj?

Cereal:

bt, this picture screams future world leader:

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Barb, my legs are better. I'm back to just being snuffly this morning, which is much easier to take.

We, I think I lost this song

Oddly, leaving out the comma in the original stumps it completely.