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A while ago a friend of mine, who is sort of patrilineal, possibly matrilineal and either way planning to convert, asked whether I ever thought that being a Jewish convert was oddly like being transsexual. There's the feeling that ones internal identity doesn't match the way one was originally perceived; trying to convince big important gate keepers of the validity ones identity; holding oneself to behavioural standards far beyond those of people who had your identity from birth; trying to 'pass'; getting into pointless counter productive hierarchies over who's a 'better' Jew/woman/man based on (among other things): being a bit Jewish to begin with (based on ancestry), who was a bit male/female to begin with (based on hormone levels/physical characteristics), who's frummer, who's more feminine/masculine, who was younger when they made the decision; and finally, for some, there's the genital surgery.

Another way in which they're similar is in the importance of accepting and respecting people's identities and the labels they use for themselves. Every so often you get someone in a queer/progressive/feminist circle declare that gender is just imaginary and doesn't really exist and ze is going to only use gender neutral language from now on and anyone who thinks they're a particular gender is just a schmuck to patriarchy and actually reinforcing it through their actions. This tends to be responded to by a transsexual pointing out that she wouldn't have gone through all of the cost and pain and hassle and side effects and loss of cis-privileged of transitioning if gender didn't fucking matter.

Sometimes, in discussions of religious matters, I feel like the pissed off transsexual woman. Sometimes during cuddly, cotton candy, 'we're all the same really' interfaith dialogue I feel like screaming "No, no actually. We're not all the same. I wouldn't have gone through the expense, hassle and exposure to antisemitism of becoming Jewish if all religions were the same really and it didn't really matter. It matters a fuck load to me."*

Things get a bit more complicated because there are some people who are genderqueer/intersex/don't really care about gender, who have been really hurt by a binary system of gender. They need to advance a concept of gender which is more fluid and muddy and liminal. Similarly, there are people who come from interfaith families or have an interfaith religious identities who find the binary of Jew/non-Jew limiting and advance a more fluid concept of Jewish identity and claim for themselves identities such as interfaith/multifaith and half-Jew.

Ideally, this shouldn't cause problems. The fact that one person is genderqueer doesn't mean that another person isn't a woman, even if she wasn't identified as female when she was born. Just because one person is interfaith doesn't mean that another person isn't a Jew, even if she was born to gentile parents. The problem comes when that in our attempts to assert our own contested identities we can over step a mark and start denying each others identities. A Jew with a non-Jewish father might assert "You're either Jewish or you're not Jewish and I'm as Jewish as fucking Tevyeh". People campaigning for acceptance of interfaith and half-Jewish identities may sometimes claim people as the one of theirs regardless of how those people identifies themselves. I'm sure you can imagine equivalents for gender. It's further complicated because, simple as it should be to understand that people with similar backgrounds often have different identities, inevitably we're going to get labelled with each other's labels, even if we don't do it ourselves. That doesn't stop being mislabelled smarting. And of course there's the age old problem that we're all arguing over the scraps from the master's table and it's really tempting to try to get up the ladder by treading on each other's heads.

I don't really have a solution other than to appeal to us all being a little bit more careful and considerate with each other. I'm not perfect in this because my approach to Judaism is really binary and I struggle to fit half-Jews into it. I'm just saying that I'm not interfaith or multifaith or half-Jewish or Jewish identified or both, and I'm going to get pissed off if you call me those things. I'm a Jew and I'm a convert. I'm a Jew-by-choice but I'm going to get pissed off if you use that term and then go on to refer to Jews-by-birth as just 'Jews'. Now to the deliberate mistake in the title. Lots of women who are perfectly open about being transsexual get pissed off by the term transwoman because almost everyone who uses it doesn't use the term ciswoman when referring to women who aren't transsexual. If your fluid concepts of identity are contesting the identities of people whose identities are already marginalised and contested, more than people whose identities are reinforced by existing power structures, you're probably making a mistake somewhere along the line.

*There's a whole n'other issue about the way that so much interfaith dialogue relies upon ignoring differences between religions. Ignoring the ways in which I differ from you is no more accepting than ignoring the ways in which we're similar.


Mar. 31st, 2010 12:54 pm
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This year I tried not to get too stressed about Pesach prep but failed and still ended up having a couple of sleepless nights. Despite that, by the time it got to the time for the seder I was feeling happy and relaxed and energised by the arrival of my guests (particularly Alice who arrived early to help and made the ratatouille). This year we expanded from last year and had four guests. As well as Alice, who came last year, there was: Xose, a Spanish Roman Catholic and Alice's boyfriend; Beccy, an Israeli leftist, who, due to her upbringing on a Socialist kibbutz had minimal experience of religion prior to meeting some members of the Cambridge Egal Min crowd; and Anthony, an Australian PhD student who is trying very hard not to overrun and was a great help with the singing.

The menu was vegetarian and almost vegan. We had a roasted beetroot instead of a lamb bone and lentils instead of an egg. I also tried to make as much as possible from raw ingredients so that I didn't have to spend too much on kosher l'Pesach certified food.* The menu was:
boiled eggs in salt water (and a boiled potato for me)
carrot and coriander soup
Nut loaf** with rosemary roast potatoes, broccoli, curly kale and ratatouille
Tea pouched pears with chocolate sauce

The seder went well, particularly with the addition of Anthony for the singing. Alec was against fiendish in his hiding of the afikomen. Xose did appear at one point that he might die due to not realising what horseradish was until he had a big chunk of it in his mouth. We had Kedem rather Palwin this year and I prefer it's super sugery goodness although the rest of the guests (apart from Beccy) found it a bit much. I made the mistake again of forgetting that, despite all of the jokes and moaning, the seder actually isn't that long and that I need to put the roasties in earlier. Next year I shall try putting the over on when we begin and putting the potatoes in about 20 minutes after that. At the end of the seder we sang The Land which Alice was unamused by as she is still in denial about the Lib Dems being better than the Labour party.

*I still somehow managed to spend over £70 at Kosher Kingdom for one basket of groceries.
** I used this recipe but I used kosher l'Pesach falafel mix rather than stuffing mix because I couldn't find any. I also used smashed nuts rather than sliced nuts because shoving them in a bag and whacking them with a sturdy bottle is easier than slicing.
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I really have to thank [ profile] cathedral_life for pointing me in the direction of the Fifty Percenters Blog. I might blog about it more later. I particularly liked the post The Christmas Tree Debate is a Distraction. Go read the original post but if you really can't here's a quote which sums a lot of it up:
"if my children's sense of Jewish identity was so fragile that the act of decorating a Christmas tree was capable of destabilizing them to the point of not knowing who they were, then there was something very deeply wrong that went far beyond Christmas. Perhaps I am an idealist, but I believe that Jewish identity, when it is steeped in history, community, education, love, reflection, and sincere practice, is strong enough to withstand the temptation of shiny baubles.

On a similar note there's a post on Homeshuling entitled Playing Christians in which the author confesses:
"But my approach to Christmas has been different. I treat it more like a gateway drug – serve a few glasses of eggnog, or turn on Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, and next thing I know, my children will be signing up for the convent."
Happily she then explains how she came to realise that her children's sense of Judaism was not so fragile that it would be destroyed by a visit to the Nutcracker.

At my conversion course we had a session on "The December Dilemma". I've also been to a session on it at Limmud (which was sort of an excuse to watch Southpark) and I've discussed it with my cheder students (that's December not Southpark). I've come to realise that Alec and my approach is quite different to a lot of Jews so I'll write a bit about it.

The first difference which really strikes me is that the "December Dilemma" pails into insignificance compared to the "March/April Logistical Nightmare". We find December quite easy. Channukah is a minor holiday and only requires minimal preparation (buy candles, find channukiah, eat fat) and the things I need to celebrate it are relatively portable. Christmas doesn't involve too much prep for us, just a bit of dashing about the country, visiting relatives, and ordering gifts from Amazon. Compare that to deep cleaning the entire house, coming up with a week's worth of kosher l'Pesach food and not being able to travel on certain days or eat out at all, all at the same time as your spouse is experiencing the most important festival of his religious year and your relatives want you to visit them and and eat non-kosher l'Pesach sweeties. Apart from the far greater logistical problems there's also a difference in the level of discordance of mood. Alec is a bit of a Prot and therefore doesn't really do Advent other than going to church on the different Advent Sundays. Christmas is a joyful festival as is Chanukah. If you squint you can see lots of the same themes come through: hope, miracles, pretty lights, unhealthy food. Compare that to the complete discordance when the Pesach seder, complete with joyful singing of Psalms and multiple uses of the word "hallelujah" (to shock my more Catholic readers) falls on Holy Thursday. Even better, a few years ago Purim fell on Good Friday. Imagine Alec trying to mourn the death of his Messiah whilst I'm running around in fancy dress getting drunk and eating far too many biscuits. Compared to that, finding a place for your chanukiah where it won't set fire to the Christmas tree is a minor issue.

I think another big difference in our attitude is that we are both religious and both regard Chanukah and Christmas as religious festivals. My parents are practising Anglicans and my childhood Christmases were very much Christian religious festivals. We would go to church on Christmas morning before we were allowed to open any presents, and when I was older I was allowed to accompany my parents to Midnight Mass. A prominent part of our Christmas decorations was a nativity set* and there were explicitly religious ornaments on the tree. I think the fairy on top of the tree was referred to as an angel. Lots of Jews say that they find Christmas easier to deal with if they think of it as a secular festival. I find the opposite. I see Christmas as a religious festival celebrated by many of my friends and relatives. Just as I might go along to Muslim friend's Eid celebration, I don't feel a problem with going to my in-laws for Christmas dinner. I won't take part in the religious services and I don't really feel comfortable singing Christmas carols (which is a pity because I like a lot of them). I wouldn't celebrate Christmas on my own, and some years I haven't taken part in celebrations because I've been at Limmud, but I'm happy to go and spend time with loved ones whilst they celebrate their festival.

On the other side of things, I think being religious helps me to feel more comfortable when negotiating Christmas. Like, Hannah and Amy, my Judaism doesn't boil down to whether or not I have a Christmas tree and isn't going to be vaporised by a verse of Jingle Bells. With a clear idea of what it means to me to be Jewish, I'm able to sort out what aspects of Christmas would come into conflict with it (worshipping Jesus) and what won't (helping Alec pick out tree baubles, eating vegan mince pies). I think that would be harder if my Judaism boiled down to a nebulous 'we must be Jewish or Hitler has won'.

I think one way that we're different to some interfaith families is that we like to keep our religions separate. At our wedding we held two different marriage ceremonies rather than trying to meld our different religious traditions into one. Our religious traditions are like oil and water. They exist around each other but we try not to let them mix. In this context, I'd rather have a Christmas tree in my house than a Chanukah bush. I'd rather my children receive Christmas presents than pretend that gift giving is a traditional part of Chanukah. Being in an interfaith family actually helps me to keep Chanukah more Jewish.

*Over the years bits got broken or lost and replaced so that we ended up with two Maries, about ten shepherds but only two wise men.
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On the radio I was listening to a discussion about whether supermarkets should label food from the West Bank to make clear whether it was grown by Israelis or Palestinians so consumers could choose not to buy food grown in Israeli settlements but still buy food from West Bank Palestinians. I was reminded that this sort of labelling could go both ways. My mother proudly told me that she bought herbs from Israel rather than the West Bank and was rather put out when I told her that the West Bank herbs she was boycotting were probably grown by settlers. I'm not sure where my mum gets her hardline Zionism from. It's certainly not me, she far more jingoistic about Israel than I am and I think she was very supportive of Israel before I became Jewish. I suspect that it's because she doesn't have much time for sore losers. In her opinion Israel won all of it's territory fair and square and if it's neighbours didn't want to lose territory to Israel, they should have made peace with it when they had the chance. I also wonder whether it's a generational thing, she remembers when Israel was seen in the UK as the plucky underdog.

I think Alec's also more supportive of Israeli military actions than me. I think part of this is that, not being Jewish, he tends to have different sorts of conversations about Israel than I do. I'm more likely to get to discuss Israel in situations where everyone is relatively well informed and Israel's right to exist is a given we can get down to the rights and wrongs of specific policies and actions, whereas conversations with non-Jews are more likely to be big splodges of accusations sometimes rolled together with how this supports their pet theories of Imperialism. I'm getting better at dealing with these people. The key is to just ask them to expand their views and correct any factual or logical errors. If I've had a few drinks I still sometimes end up yelling at them. Still, unlike Alec I've never had to deal with people saying that Christian book shops should stop stocking Rosh HaShannah cards or that churches shouldn't hold Holocaust memorial services because of Israeli military actions at the time.

I think another side of it is his protectiveness. Alec really wants there to be a country where I and our children and grandchildren could go if things turned nasty. I think he fears antisemitism more than I do. I don't want to be melodramatic, but "don't you realise people are going to want to screw you over because you're Jewish" has been part of the formula with converts going back to Talmudic times. I think would have been a bit naive for it not to have crossed my mind at some point that my decision to convert might lead to the deaths of some of my descendants. I'm sort of more at peace with it. I while ago I told him that I found it very sweet that he reacted to any kind of antisemitism as a direct threat against me and our future children. He replied that, given the history of the last 100 years, wasn't that reasonable?
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Previous years Pesach has always been my least favourite holiday. It's the food issue. I'm vegan and don't live in Jewland. Trying to have a kosher Pesach is that bit more of a struggle and I tend to fear that I'm going to starve. I've also always had the worst of both worlds because I didn't feel like I culd eat anything but also couldn't keep properly kosher for Pesach. This year has changed all of that. I have my own kitchen which I can clean and kosher and I have a fridge full of yummy vegan Pesachdik food. So far, as well as the seder food, I've had baked potatoes with salad and homous, oven chips and ratatouille with harissa (harissa on chip is nom nom nom) and for breakfast, a particularly tricky meal for Pesach and veganism, I've been eating charoset, baked apple and matzah.

I may be getting over my Pesach-phobia.


Dec. 1st, 2008 06:00 pm
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This term I have been taking advantage of the fact that Cambridge students are allowed to attend any lectures at the university by attending Biblical Hebrew at the Divinity Faculty. I have attempted to learn Hebrew many times before. I've never before really got to and stayed beyond the point of being able to sound out words and knowing some of the most common vocabulary. This term my Hebrew has improved amazingly, I'm finding that whilst I'm davening I can actually understand prayers which I have been reading for years with a rough understanding of what a lot of the words meant but not really the grammar to tell you what tense they were in etc. During this term I've felt very embarrassed to admit that I don't know the language I pray in. Now I'm feeling really proud that I can look at a Biblical passage and have a stab at translating it. If I'm blessed with children I am definitely going to make sure that they can actually read and understand Hebrew by the time they're bat/bar mitzvah.


May. 4th, 2008 09:57 am
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I've been getting quotes from various hairdressers for putting my hair up for my wedding. As I was walking out of one of them I had the odd thought that my wedding day might be the last time I go to a hairdresser. I haven't been to a hairdresser in about two years because my hair is just long and straight and I can't quite bring myself to pay over £10 to get someone to cut the bottom of it in a straight line so instead I bought a pair of hairdressing scissors and get Alec to do it. When we're married I'm planning to cover my hair, both removing much need for fancy hairstyles and making Alec a much more convenient hairdresser.
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I first saw this icon months ago and ever since I got a paid account have been looking for it so that I could snitch it. Finally I have found it. I don't know who made it because I got it from someone who hadn't credited it. Anyway KITTEN!

Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten! Look at the kitten!

[Recovers composure slightly]

Anyway, the point of this post was supposed to be that yesterday I leyned Torah for the first time. I was still a bit worried on Friday morning because I still hadn't got the last two lines sorted but I went over it for about an hour on Friday afternoon and got it sorted. I wanted an early night on Friday so I went to Alec's for dinner rather than Chabad or J Soc. I also wanted to be able to go over the leyning of Shabbat morning before shul so I wore an amusing CD shabbos belt made of string.

On my way to the Friday evening service I went to watch I soc doing the sunset prayer outside of Kings as the start of Experience Islam Week. I saw a few people I knew from MoJoW, our Muslim Jewish women's dialogue group. I was struck by how much more photogenic Muslim prayer is compared to Jewish prayer.

I was very nervous on Saturday and turned up 45 minutes before the service to check what I was supposed to be doing and maybe have a peek at the Torah scroll. I didn't get to see the Torah scroll but I did go over with Shoshannah, who was leading the service, what was going to happen. Alec and [ profile] chemchik can along with most of the progressives as it was student shabbat. At the point when the ark was opened Shoshannah announced that one of the students was going to read from the Torah for the first time this week and called me up to read the ten commandments like the b'nei mitsvah do. She then called me up for the first aliyah and I read the the English from the Hertz but inserted tachash skins rather than the Hertz translation of sealskins. I then fluffed the bracha for before the reading as I was nervous and had been so busy learning the leyning to think about looking over the blessings. I was fine leyning except at one point I had to pause for a few seconds to remember the tune for the next word.

I liked the way it was low key. In fact the service leader didn't mention that I had converted but in a congregation as small as Beth Shalom people tend to know and a few people asked me during kiddush when I had been to the mikvah. I felt natural to take my rightful place on the bimah of the congregation I have become a part of, with my friends watching. I was complemented on my leyning. Shoshannah asked whether I'd been using a Sephardi trope when I had been attempting British Ashkenasi trope.
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I'm a bit worried because I've agreed to leyn the first 9 verses of the Torah reading this Shabbat and I'm still having trouble learning it despite learning it from 'Trope Trainer' or karaoke Torah as I like to call it, for the past week. I've got verses 1-5 pretty much down, verses 6-8 I can sort of do with vowels and I haven't started learning verse 9 yet.
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I promise I'm not writing this in bits in a desperate attempt to get more comments on my LJ. I keep needing to go out having written a bit.

I forgot to write in the last part that the next convert arrived with a rabbi who confirmed that it was fine to have only one witness for the immersion. Once I'd got all of my stuff together I pottered into the shop at the Sternberg centre to see if they had any tallits or any other Judaica I might fancy. I resisted the urge to buy Celebrating Interfaith Marriages: Creating Your Jewish/Christian Ceremony as Alec doesn't need any more encouragement. I asked the man in the shop about what tallits they sold. I've noticed that whenever I show any indication that I might want to buy a tallit people treat me as if they have a far better idea what I want than I do. As I am a woman people assume that I want a nice pretty 'lady's tallit' even when I tell them quite clearly that I prefer the larger more traditional tallits. When I tell them that I want a tallit which contains neither wool nor silk they continue to show me wool and silk tallits because obvious I'm being a silly little thing who will magically stop being vegan when I see the pretty silk tallit. The man in the shop was particularly unhelpful and we left.

As we hadn't had lunch yet we were all a bit peckish so we pottered into Finchley to find some food. Having had a quick snack in a greasy cafe we pottered into Tesco to look for a kosher section to get goodies to take back to Cambridge. Sadly they didn't have any kosher balsamic vinegar or marmite but I bought some kosher baked beans and houmous and Alec bought three jars of pickled chillis.

We then went to Eat and Two Veg and have dinner with Rob and Chloe, who as ever was late. As we stayed quite late we had to get the train from Liverpool Street station as First Capital Connect were pulling up the track again.

The card Alec gave me )
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When we reached the Sternberg centre we got passes from the security guard for told us where to go. We then made our way around the large amount of building work in the car park and into the building where the Beth Din would be. Lianna and I popped to the toilet before we went up to the room where the Bet Din where I bumped into a first year rabbinic student whom I met at the Cambridge Ulpan last summer.

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As many of you will realise, yesterday I became a Jew. Here is an account of what happened.

Having read far too much about mikvah preparation, I decided I needed to have a really good scrub to make share I'd be ready for the mikvah. I soaked myself for 40 minutes in the bath and scrubbed my body with a body brush, washed and conditioned my hair and grated off the hard skin on my feet. Whilst I was soaking I read last week and this weeks parashot so that I'd be able to answer questions on it if it came up with the beth din.

Having dressed I packed a big rucksack with all the things I thought I might need. This were:
a flannel
a body brush
a brush
a comb
a toothbrush
dental floss
toenail clippers
nail clippers
nail brush
emery boards
a towel
a tanach
two siddurim
On being a Jewish Feminist
Hear Our Voice
A Guide to Jewish Religious Practice
which arrived that morning from
a notebook
a pen

I met Alec and Lianna at Cambridge train station at 12:30 to get the train down together. I bumped into Vivian and Dianna Lipton getting the same train. At Kings Cross I bought cotton buds and we got the Northern line to Finchley. When we got to Finchley Central I realised that I wasn't 100% sure how to get to the Sternberg centre from there. Luckily the station had a map of the surrounding area on which we could find how to get there. All the same we managed to arrive at the Sternberg centre at 2:30, 15 minutes before the time on the letter.

I have to go to meet Alec now so this will be continued later.
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Well I'm off to become Jewish now!
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According to my little ticky timer it is 12 days until my conversion. I feel reasonably prepared but there are few things I need to sort out.

Preparation for the mikvah has been the main thing on my mind. One of my friends has agreed to witness my immersion and seems quite enthusiastic about it. (She asked her dad, whose a rabbi, what you do and he said he just listens for the splosh and we both agreed she should be a bit more thorough with my immersion.) The big reason I wanted to get one of my friends to witness my immersion is that I'm rather concerned that my sponsoring rabbi would be a bit lax and not bother to declare an immersion not kosher if not all my hair went under or something similar. Similarly, I've been independently researching how I should prepare for the mikvah. I found this website I've heard of them before. It's a project in which a group of Orthodox women have become experts on the laws of family purity so that they can answer questions and provide advise (although they're very careful to make clear that they're not rabbis).

I haven't yet decided how to celebrate the conversion. A party seems in order but I'm not sure where to hold it.
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I had a very busy and exhausting weekend that I will post about later. I had meant to do this week's marked problem set on Sunday but was so knackered I went to bed a nine o'clock instead. This meant that I had to do it all on Monday morning so that I could hand it in by noon. I just about managed. Normally I would count the amount of work I did on Monday as a good day but as I didn't do any work on Sunday I'm now where I wanted to be Monday morning. On the plus side I had 10 hours sleep last night and the night before so I'm feeling quite refreshed. I also tidied my room and did my laundry.

At the party on Saturday night, Gwawr said that she enjoyed reading my 'to do' lists so this one is dedicated to her.
Buy yummy Israeli houmous
Email my sponsoring rabbi about all the stuff that I told her in our meeting because she has lost the notes from the meeting.
Read through the answers to last week Econometrics problem set
Read the readings for last weeks Macroeconomics lecture

Do this weeks Macroeconomics problem set
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I've been up to lots of things since I last posted so I'll bore you all with a nice long post.

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So, how did I do today:
Email potential supervisors (I emailed 3 people, two of whom replied to say that they are about to leave the university)
Look over a couple of exam questions so I can go through them with my tutee (I didn't get around to it but my tutee just wanted to go through the lecture notes together)
Buy: darjeeling, ginger, saucepan (The tea man was closing up when I got there. I bought a set of three saucepans for £9.50 from M&S.)
Make carrot and ginger soup
Take my bicycle to the bike man in the market to fix the front break (He said that the problem was that Alec had put part of the bits on the lever breaks on the wrong way around, but as it was mid afternoon he asked me to bring it back tomorrow so I chained it up by GSM and will take it back before lectures tomorrow.)
CSLD exec meeting
Supervise tutee
Cook vegan shepherds pie and eat it with Alec
Put away afternoon tea things


I also emailed my DoS to ask to meet him to discuss my dissertation and specialist subjects. He replied that he's not well so he can't see me this week. Oh well, I tried.

Tomorrow's 'to do' list:
Email more potential supervisors
Email tutee to arrange supervision time
Buy darjeeling
Take bicycle to bike man
Get books on potential specialist paper from the Marshall Library
Microeconomics lecture
Pre-conversion meeting with my sponsoring rabbi at which I will tell her I'm dating a non-jew.


Dec. 7th, 2006 12:58 am
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I just had my last Jewish Preparation lesson and it's Chanukah soon!


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