Friday Yay

Friday started with a shock. Work (knowing that I worry) hadn't told me that the cops needed to interview me today. It took from 9.30 till 12.30. I think those poor guys were quite worn out afterwards but one of them had awfully romantic handwriting. I did tell him and he laughed and said he had RSI (repetitive strain injury) from writing. I offered him a massage but at that point my manager told me off. Damn. She never lets me get away with ANYTHING.
Work was very busy. Now they were either really sick or absolutely nothing wrong with them. The ones who were sick should really have come by ambulance and the others shouldn't have come at all.
So now I'm home. Weekend off. Tomorrow is the day Ian chose to take Danz for her birthday present. I told her to go for the jugular and NOT let him buy it in Primark.
Abby has got drama all day so I have a lush relaxing day all to myself. A spot of gym, maybe a hair colour?, DVD, take the rabbit out for a run? Ah the endless possibilities.