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Tonight I am boycotting the bar. I have been there for what feels like every night for the last month. Two nights ago I had to break up a fight between two REALLY big guys because no one else wanted to intervene. It wouldn't have been that big a deal, except the dude that was 6'4" gave me a hearty shove to the belly. I hate when they have to act all macho and fight you off when you try to pull them apart. It's like they're thinking, "Oh, I guess since I'm not beating the other dude's ass, I'll fuck up this chick who's just trying to keep the peace, not to mention the fact that she's a foot shorter than me. Should be pretty easy to look like a tough guy."

Fucking testosterone and alcohol do not mix.

So anyhow, since I switched bartending Thursday for Friday night this week, I opted not to go in with the Mr. to make sure the substitue bartender was being honest and to help with closing. He's on his own tonight. I cooked a huge dinner of chicken parm for he & I and his mom & step dad tonight and am now relaxing while watching the Suns v. the Pistons with a bottle of wine, & cuddling with Skippy the Dog. My goal is to get to bed as early as possible tonight. Hafta be at Foto Forum by 9:00am tomorrow, off at 6:00pm, then to work at the bar from 9:00pm 'till 3:30am, then be at Foto Forum by 11:30am on Saturday. In many less words, tomorrow will suck.

All I'm looking forward to now is when the Mr. comes home and wakes me up for some middle of the night lovin'. That's always awesome.