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I managed to assemble my shiny mishloach manot this morning and still make it on time to the women's megillah reading [it helped that OCP shacharit ran late]. In order to get them over, I had to put the bags into a big paper bag, and that into my bike basket, and wear my purse and knitting bag over my shoulder which is not the best thing to do when you're biking. But I made it without falling, losing anything or ripping my skirt.

masteraleph refrigerated them.

The reading went well. I only messed up a few words, and there were some lines that I forgot the trope for, but I was able to save myself. And no one got the trop* perfectly, partially because the JOFA CD doesn't have everyone singing it correctly. [Which meant that I learned my section without aid of the CD beyond the eicha line, the repeated line, and learning the trop in general.]

Then I went about giving out mishloach manot. When I gave

arigi his, he said I was the only person he knew of to ever make fleishig mishloach manot. Then I had the following convo with his roommate:

BD: Hey Rachel, want a cookie?
Me: Is it milcheig or pareve?
BD: Milcheig
Me: Oh, then I guess not
BD: How are you fleishig at 9:30 in the morning??

The answer: it all lies in the power of fleishig mishloach manot. And eating some when you're making them. Fleishig is the best way to start the day!

Then I had my Hellerstein class, during which, I realized it was Pi Day (March 14 = 3/14=3.14...and then at 1:59 pm it's like ultimate Pi!) Brett was a little scared of my revelation.

Then I went to monge-land, and she had me go to the basement and pull files on excavations in Canada.

And I learned that I have museum access, finally! That means that I can go on that porch on top of the cafe [3rd floor, also means I can use the working elevator in the front and take the shortcut] and I can go to the basement. Though the basement is a little useless if you don't have keys to the rooms inside.

I had lunch with Monge, this grad student Emily, and this guy with red hair and a British accent who is a professor who was visiting America for the 2nd time in his life. My lunch consisted of deli-roll.

And I kind of gave up at 2:45 after going through 2 of the 3 filing cabinets, and had enough time to go to the library, pull the report on Izbet Sartah, and take enough notes to [hopefully] finish the midterm tonight.

And I got a really nice e-mail from Ben, thanking me for the biscotti and rugelah. Apparently I'm good at making them. Now, the key would be to be able to reply to his e-mail with a finished midterm.

So חג שמח, and happy Pi Day!

*Edit* I forgot to write my footnote:
*I often wonder if the word "trope" came from the word "trop." Trope, with the 'e,' refers to a repeated theme/event/situation/thing throughout literature. Trop, without the e, are those Torah reading symbols. Also repeated throughout the different books of tanach, and mean different sounds if you're reading different things [like Torah vs. haftarah vs. high holiday Torah vs. Shir haShirim vs. Eicha Vs. Megillah. Did I miss any?