Good evening! I visited Erin and her baby tonight. We had an amazing time catching up. I hope that we can do it more often.

Tonight's post is another list of 10 Things I Hate About...by Jessica.

10 Things I Hate About You: In Bars

Cutting in line if we are waiting outside to get into a bar. I don’t care if you think you know the bouncer and want to try to convince him to let us in ahead of others. It’s rude. If you are not on the VIP list, you aren’t a VIP. Accept the truth and freeze in line with the rest of the peons.
Hitting on me while I am with a friend and offering to buy me a drink but not my friend. Do not ignore my friend. Be polite and offer to buy my friend a drink too.
Not paying the bill for the drinks when you have offered to buy them, you cheap-ass.
Getting into any kind of altercation with another person in the bar. I do not care if the person bumped into you, spilled on you, threw a drink in your face, etc. Be an adult and walk away. I am not willing to go to jail or even give a police statement in your defense. P.S. Violence is never the answer. P.P.S. Don’t let your mouth write a check your butt can’t cash.
Not listening to me when you hit on me and I tell you it is “just a girls’ night tonight”. I mean that. It is not sub-code for “I wish you would try harder.”
Do not hit on me and then, if it is not going to work out, tell me “I have to go the bathroom, I will be right back” and then not come back and move on to some other part of the bar. I will run into you there sooner or later that night. Just say, “Well, it was nice to meet you, I have to go.” I’m a big girl, you don’t need to try to spare my feelings.
Getting sloppy drunk, esp. to the point where you must throw up. I do not care if you made it to the bathroom to do it.
Getting sloppy drunk and then asking me for a ride home. No- you’re not going to “boo-boo” in my car, Boo-Boo!!
Getting sloppy drunk, asking me for a ride home, and then when I say “no”, ask me for cab fare. It’s called Uber. Download the app and find your own ride home.
If you are lucky enough to get my phone number and we have left and gone our separate ways, texting me before the next day. Dude: I am tired and I just want to get home in one piece, crash in my own bed (alone) and go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow, it’s only a day away, like little Orphan Annie says in the song.

First of all, that "peons" line had me cracking up, because it is a straight-up quote from our friend Marcus. The overall post reminded me of why I generally avoid bars and clubs. I would much rather be curled up in bed watching Firefly and eating cookies.

I need to sleep, y'all. I'll see you in the AM.