Thursday. We dressed down in work today, so it felt like a Friday. Imagine my disappointment.
Roger Rabbit went down a treat, thanks for asking.
My leg was worse than ever this morning, so I got a lift again. It's a poor excuse for laziness, but it's a valid one.
Aside from, well, aside from nothing really, work was boring and uneventful. Oh, tell a lie, I paid the car tax. Yeah, I know. Rock and roll.
Ellen gave me a lift home at 4pm (lazy) and I sat round the house waiting for Melissa and Penny. They'd been out shopping in Liverpool and got stuck in traffic on the way home. Once I received the signal I started cooking tea, which we all ate at the same time. Then, after a little fashion show, Melissa went to (the) ASDA for a big shop and I bathed Penny and put her to bed.
We may watch The Following tonight, but not before I've played me some Minecraft.
It IS Friday tomorrow. Let the good times roll.
