Apparently, I was the Only person at shul this morning who wears tfillin on chol hamoed. It felt awkward- I kept thinking that I was doing something wrong, even though I knew I wasn't. A peer (a year ahead of me) shared his interesting minhag- he wears tfillin on chol hamoed, but only if he's davening alone, as additional something- I don't quite remember why.
Also, I was a bit stuck on my Talmud prep for tomorrow, and so H and I spent some time on it during tonight's skype conversation, and he did it from hearing me read, because his internet browser (wrong word- you know, explorer, or mozilla or what-not) wouldn't open. And not only did we manage to learn it, but it was fun. (And I just compared to the first time we learned gemara together, and I was so nervous that I could barely read, because I was worried he'd think I was incompetent. Versus now- I read, and from that, we worked out the sugya, and I read just fine, and understandably, and my only parsing error was one he caught out and clarified, no problem.)
And now- it's well past my bedtime. Sleep already, self- there's lots of life going on tomorrow.
Also, I was a bit stuck on my Talmud prep for tomorrow, and so H and I spent some time on it during tonight's skype conversation, and he did it from hearing me read, because his internet browser (wrong word- you know, explorer, or mozilla or what-not) wouldn't open. And not only did we manage to learn it, but it was fun. (And I just compared to the first time we learned gemara together, and I was so nervous that I could barely read, because I was worried he'd think I was incompetent. Versus now- I read, and from that, we worked out the sugya, and I read just fine, and understandably, and my only parsing error was one he caught out and clarified, no problem.)
And now- it's well past my bedtime. Sleep already, self- there's lots of life going on tomorrow.
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Actually, you got exactly the right word there.
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