Sukkot

`Hag was lovely. The significant other of a friend was in town, and he, and I, and a Columbia undergrad found ourselves at the Bayit sukkah for second night dinner, and for once, I was zoche to talk math at a meal. The S.O. of the friend also pointed me to the song that I dream my bashert will sing to me right before he asks me to marry him. I'll prepare an annotated version, I hope.