We were so hungover Saturday during the day that we didn’t get the chance to talk about Friday. No matter because nothing really happened anyway.

We went to the bar, and although it was decently busy and the music was normal-fabulous, we just kept the drinks going down and never made it anywhere else.

Saturday night was a totally different story.

The city overall was busy and we had to use one of our secret downtown parking spaces where we always stand the chance of being towed, but whatever. We started this one at Mirabar, which was packed as usual for a Saturday night. Was it the nice weather? Because we saw some people out that we NEVER see.

Did you go to the bar for the first time on Saturday?

The place quickly tired though and we soon sleazed on over to Dark Lady. You know, we have this love/hate thing with the Dark Lady. I mean we love Madonna (like, a lot, like everyone else), and we love dancing to her songs and knowing all the words and shit; but what DJ plays the entire uninterrupted(sometimes unmixed) soundtrack from her Confessions tour for the last two hours of the night?

As if that wasn’t odd enough, the video screens were playing the video of the Madonna tour, but the video was running 3 songs behind the audio (picture Madge singing Like A Virgin in a steel cage to a dancer in a burka). Well whatever, we agreed it wasn’t the worst thing that’s ever happened.

It was around 2am when we started hearing about a not-so mega-suck night over at ENTOURAGE, with guest DJ Uniek, who we loved over at Diesel and can’t believe we missed(find yourself a steady home, bitch!). Wouldn’t you know it, the one night we actually forget about even going, and it’s steady.

If you were there, give us the story!

Next came an extreme rarity — we were just *cough* tipsy(and sleazy) enough to not want to give up the night, and we decided we needed Therapy. We hardly ever go, and it seemed like a good idea at the time — and you know we weren’t trashed because that shit is so hard to get to, we can barely find our way there sober. We haven’t been in a while and it was totally the same, the music was good though, DJ Rocksteady pushing that rough-soulless-electro-rolling-balls feel, which was fine, and it was busy!

The only place we know of that’s still jumping at 3:30am.

Tonight? We’re going to check out the Madison Park performance over at the bar, and hit up Chris Harris’s SUNDAYS@LEVEL 2.

What else is there to do?

P.S. Did anyone go to Kitty’s party over at the Federal Reserve last night?