Whistle

Today was sunny and cloudy.
I woke up around 9 o'clock and didn't go to my first class. I read "Twelfth Night" by Shakespeare instead. My American City novel class is re-scheduled for tomorrow so I went out for lunch with Eli and J.C. after my Shakespeare class. We went to a restaurant called Buddha and the food was OK but expensive for what it was.
I bought two beer on the way home and then listened to an old CBC3 podcast, one from like, September 2005. I drank a couple of glasses of water and cleaned some dishes.
I went over to J.C.'s house for dinner around 7 o'clock.
I watched the first half of the soccer game.
Then I listened to this guy Lauren talk about Tibet, (and surprisingly the Uyghurs) for about 45 minutes. The night slipped into comparing "Toy Story" (1995) to Markism.
This is a picture of the contents of my pocket;