Watch The Goonies around Lakers and it is lush. Lots of upskirt shots. Talk for a bit and go to bed.
Wake up. Eat pitta bread with Old El Paso Tex Mex dip. Drive to Windsor Terrace. Enter Urbanomics - wierd. It is a new philosophical movement based in Falmouth called 'Speculative Realism', but the speaker didn't instill much excitement in any of us, and basically just read out aloud a long essay with little-to-no rhetoric. On the way home Rupert thinks I've left him at Tesco, but I'm just hiding in a disabled parking place.
At home we watch Jarhead, steal some of Liz's birthday cake because she left it un-guarded in an unlocked room and play Pro Evo. Me and Tom win and Rupert walks out the door because he is a bad-loser and a habitual dickhead.
Phone Dave and eat two tuna-mayo-sweetcorn pittas.
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