Don't walk down the street with your mouth open

Driving class was aaaaamazing. I spent an hour in a car with a funny man while we drove around the city making racial slurs, crude jokes, and poking fun at the driver's test-nazis in St. Catharines. What a good break from being in the house.

I was also able to weasle myself out of a physical buuuut I have to get my cholesterol checked amongst other things. This is a reminder to me to phone them.

Bah! On the plus side, Pamuk is starting to become somewhat interesting. I'm not sure if that is me telling myself that it's enjoyable to get through it or if Pamuk's writing gets better as the pages progress.

I'm getting excited to see the yalis along the Bosphorus.

I'm starting to eat vitamic C supplements as candy, thank G-d for no toxicity level.

I think I may fast on Saturday and actually try to observe shabbos correctly. No food, no electricity, no driving, no writing, no anything. Even toilet paper has to be pre-ripped for Shabbat. I probably won't fall through on this. Shabbat ends at sundown. I really need to become more aware of contemporary halachah.

Tea break.