So you waited for it, prayed for it, sought it with every fibre of your being, like a raft adrift on a sea of boredom, that stretched in a seemingly endless fashion over the week's horizon, seeks refuge from land. Friday, yes Friday. Land ho!

Derived from Frīġedæġ, which meant the 'day of frigg'. And and then the dimensions of space and time change in some imperceptible way. The weekend flies by, and then it is Monday again. So enjoy your Friday while it lasts.