Ze Weekend. One big Friday night and that's about it.

You know when sometimes you can't wait for the weekend, you accidently make Friday night your weekend? No. Right. Well, anyway, that's what I did.

Went to Tainer Bang's after work where she was with Lucy and Davih. They were watching the episode of the L Word where Dana dies because Davih, for some reason, loves it, and always makes everyone watch it to depress us even more. Also, everyone can do a really good impression of Alice at the funeral, "DANA WAS GAY." It's pretty easy.

I really want to play Taboo with Davih because everyone talks about this legendary game where Davih had to describe the word 'mountains': "right, they're in Tallaght. They're in Tallaght. Like volcanos, but not volcanos. VOLCANOS IN TALLAGHT."

We really wanted to play poker, but Tainer Bang had left her kit in Ragin's. So we went on a bit of an adventure to the petrol station to buy petrol, cigarettes and wine while listening to Hot Chip. We then buzzed over to Ragin's where I kicked everyone's ass in poker and won the GIGANTIC pot of just over €11. Punk ass bitches.

There, we were joined by Baby Helen, and me and Ragin and her made our way to Pantiabar while the others flaked out. In Pantibar, we drank beers, talked about T-shirts, Baby Helen's remarkable six-pack and met Sonja and co and Cooney (who regaled us of her adventures with East 17), Chelsea and Emma. There, we jumped in taxis to the Tivoli for Kiss' fifth birthday.

After queueing for something ridiculous like half an hour, we got in, and the place was packed and it was one of those nights where EVERYONE was in the same place and it was loads of fun. As usual, we spent most of it in the smoking section acting the maggot.

When they chucked us out, we went to a party in Sonjas. There was a wine fight, gym equipment, 'Paper Planes' played approx a million times, and lots o fun. The party went well into Saturday so I was pretty much zombified for the rest of the weekend, although I did have time to have dinner with Meadzer, watch the All-Ireland final (good match) and Ross Kemp on Gangs (serious guilty pleasure.) I also ate a lot of waffles.