Girls' Night Out

I hate the bars for one reason. When you come home and you want nothing more than to sit down, eat a brownie, and watch some good t.v., you have to, instead, get into the shower, change all of your clothes, and bury the dirty ones at the bottom of the laundry basket so that you can't smell the cigarette smoke as you try to get to sleep. Girls' night out is fun...coming home is not.