Anyway, saw Harry Potter. Was actually pretty good. A lot better than the first one, but still could be better. Sam has this slightly annoying habit of laughing like a hyena. Also she knows the books quite well, so she was pre-emptively laughing (like a hyena) when the cinema was dead quiet. Mind you, my stomach was making the most incredibly weird noises, so we made a right pair. Anyway, I couldn't give a fuck how she laughed, as long as she was happy.
We went back to her flat after the film and talked until 2am. I didn't feel very with it unfortunately, even though I wasn't tired.
Don't really have much to do, but have got back in contact with Terry (via SMS) and must *really* get on that exercise bike if nothing else. Wish I could figure out if the exercise bike is capable of pulse rate based resistance levels. I don't see why not, but it will be a real shame if it can't.