Calvin had his period today. He told me how he hated me and he's glad he gets to move out of our house next year. Presumably it passed fairly quickly as he later told me how I'm his favourite person and he loves me.
We went to the Leeds Light Festival, a load of pretentious 'art' installations around the city with no actual depth or purpose. Calvin loved it because he enjoys shit, that is until we got to an attraction that a hairy man Calvin had a one-night-stand with was working at.
Calvin and me decided to watch Grizzly Man. Half-way through he complained that it was more disturbing than and not quite the laugh-riot he'd expected. For the record, I did warn him and give him the option of watching Borat. Fool.
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