Had a good night last night. Headed into a mate's apartment in the IFSC - very nice I must say. There was bout 8 of us there altogether includin Dee, Ciaran, Vicky, Carl and Louise. Drank nice bottle of rose which went down far to easily, so after bout an hour I was in a pretty cool mood. Was gettin bored at the apartment and new it was time to leave when they start pullin out guitars and strummin along - come on its a Sat night. So we all headed into the Palace, or Picturehouse as its now called. Place was pretty empty when we arrived but that did not deter me from strutting my funky stuff on the dancefloor, which I continued to do for most of the night. Drank a good few vodkas and was fairly drunk. Chatted a good bit with Carl, trying desperately to keep my eyes from wandering. Got to know him a good bit better even though I have known him for bout 10 years now, but since he hung around more with people I know and never really talked to him much. Kinda embarrassed myself when the drink started to take control and I start tellin him how hot he was. Oh god, will I ever learn!? There was some very strange antics on the dancefloor. It all started when this group of bout three girls, all looking suspiciously butch, and this one guy, who was oh-so-gay, started dancing beside us. One of the girls then started to dance with Dee. Things got nasty when she started to feel Dee up and tried to lift her top up. Louise ran for cover when she was approached but there was no stopping the psyched-up lesbian. Even after it was strongly indicated that none of the girls were interested she still pushed on with the disturbingly aggressive behavior, but we managed to avoid any unfortunate incidents. At one point while taking a break from body-popping I looked over towards the dancefloor only to see the psycho-dyke lying on the floor while her friends, who were in no better state, tried to drag her away from the sweaty hoard of people who had now filled up the dancelfoor. Overall it was a very entertaining evening. Didnt really realise how drunk I was until I woke up this morning with a rumbling stomach and then dragged myself out of bed and off to work. Im definitely having an early night tonight and am going to enjoy the well-deserved lie-in tomorrow morning seeing as Ive been working (and partying) non stop for the last six days. Oh what a crazy life I lead. Crazy.