It’s almost not even fun any more, this documenting of the amazing and inspiring transformation of Paris Hilton from cavorting as a typical Hollywood girl-gone-wild to making a difference as an altruistic, party-eschewing, drug-avoider. Yup. No fun.

Guess being the new-and-improved Paris isn’t fun for her either. Page Six has the cannabis dirt:

Although she told Larry King she’d never done drugs, the newly spiritual heirhead emerged from an SUV in front of Hollywood club Teddy’s the other night in what witnesses describe as a cloud of marijuana smoke. "She took a huge puff off of a joint, then opened the door and exhaled the pot smoke basically in my face," one clubgoer told us. At least she wasn’t driving. Hilton’s camp didn’t get back to us.

What a lady. And we thought the shots of Patron were something. Gone are the relatively peaceful Hawaii days, where she tried to keep her nightlife under cover.

Aloha.

It had been widely reported that Paris Hilton had been seen at Les Deux in Hollywood this weekend.

TMZ has a picture of her climbing into an SUV that night.

OK! Magazine has details of the wild night on the town and it doesn’t sound like she’s curtailed her drinking and hooking up.

“Paris was dancing away on the black-leather cushions of her booth, along with her friends and Nicky,” another witness adds. “She looked really happy to be free from the confines of that tiny jail cell.” And Paris wasted no time in getting wasted, both sources tell OK!. She ordered and downed two shots of Jaegermeister within her first 10 minutes there…

"By the time Paris got ready to leave, she was pretty drunk,” the eyewitness tells OK!. "Toward the end of the night, she was sitting on the top edge of her booth, making-out with a dark-haired guy who was sporting a couple days growth of beard. While they kissed, Paris was holding up a brown fedora hat, and they were kissing behind the hat, so people couldn’t see. But still, sitting up high like that on the back of her booth, with 200 people clamoring to watch her every move, if she was trying to be coy, it didn’t work!”

Tequila shots? Sucking face with an apparent stranger?

Ahhhh…we knew the old Paris would prevail over the Saintly Paris promoted during her whirlwind, philosophy-spouting, not-so-mea-culpa, post-jail media tour.

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