Or, looking ahead:
Are you headed to Trent's wedding in October? With the combination of stout lads and heavy drinks on that guest list, it's sure to be a Lost Weekend.
You start Friday evening ... and suddenly it's Sunday evening and it's work or school tomorrow. Where has the weekend gone?
Previously this sort of time jump was only obtainable from an alcoholic source.
A: Nope, I had a Lost weekend. Don't you just love Hurley?