I promise not to cry anymore

I had a very rough work day, all full of depressing stories of horrible murders. There's only so much one girl can take, so tonight I went to a new bar, the R Bar. Even if I have been meaning to go there for years. Tonight was comedy. It was nice and good. I had three drinks and am totally all drunk. So drunk, that just now I somehow typed the o with a line through it on accident.

Anyway, the R Bar should be noted for having the absolute cleanest ladies room ever. I don't believe I've been in a bathroom in a private home that was so pristine.

Sadly, I accidentally played a Wilco song on the jukebox, but I made up for it later. Also tonight, we discovered the Dolly Mixture, who evidently also had a song called, "How Come You're Such a Hit With the Boys, Jane." That is just too bizarre.

On the way home, we walked through the McDonald's drive-thru. Which is a first. I was horrified, but it all went magically well. Their late-night menu was oddly small and specific, but we made do.

PS I love all these things that happened tonight.