What begins with 'W' and is even better than Whitton?

Friday springs upon us, like this: spu-RING!

Hello, Friday. You're my very favourite.

Apart from Saturday. Although it could be argued that Friday night is better than Saturday, because there's the weekend stretching ahead of you in a lounging, velveteen manner. Tantalising you with its very best 'Come out and play, do with me what you will, for I am Weekend, and I am your bitch' look.

Anyway.

I have rehearsal tomorrow and then a party on Saturday night, where I will see some people I haven't seen in a while. It's a party in a garden, where there will be a marquee and beer, probably. No, definitely. There will definitely be beer and a marquee. There is also a kind of relaxed cowboy theme. By which I mean that the theme will be relaxed, not too strict, as opposed to meaning that we'll all dress in cowboy hats and leather chaps and just lassoo (sp?) some cows and stuff, but, like, be all laid back and kind of 'meh' about the whole thing.

I do love dressing up.
Today I am wearing my 'twenty-something young lady in an office with no dress-code and who enjoys wearing ripped stuff and inappropriate red lipstick' costume. People are totally falling for it. I also am wearing the ring, instead of the stud, in my nose. So punk rock, aren't I? What? Oh, no, you're right, I'm not. I did just do a pirouette* in the middle of the office, though. That's pretty cool.

*Pirouette = sticking arms above head, adopting serious expression, then flinging self in a circular motion with wild abandon.

My God I have to stop typing, I think I might be talking shit.

Have a lovely weekend, my (sometimes I think my only) friends.