Eaten masses of crisps, will need to be rolled to campus on Monday. E got back with the fiance around midday, was lovely to see her. Even if I was coerced into carrying some of her bags up to her room. Nice to watch the others struggle with boxes of DVDs, duffel bags and the such, whilst I skip along with a bag of stuffed toys. Why one person needs so many fluffy penguins, I don't know, but I find it is easier not to question E. She's not the most logical of people. It explains why she's marrying Wayne Rooney's less attractive double.
Lots of lots of vital shopping done, excellent, and I tried lots of clothes on in (I think) every charity shop Exeter has to offer. Found this gorgeous little funky dress (just above knee length, thick straps, mad greeney brown, orange, pink patterns) which was a little too big to be worth a fiver.
Then just the food shop, which, as I kind of missed lunch due to hibernation, ended up just being a massive junk food splurge. Hence the crisps. Me and S are having a fabulous pizza thing tonight, hurrah. Bring on the calories, baby, I really don't care the moment.
Just a thought - what is the most polite way to respond to a Big Issue seller when you're too cheap to buy one?
Oh, oh, and The X Files: I Want To Believe for £4? Yes, darling. You just have to love second hand movie basements.
