So....

It's been quite some time since I was *this* drunk on a weeknight. Some observations:

1) There is abso-fuckin-lutely nobody in downtown Cleveland at 4am on a Friday morning;

2) Men, even the ones that I really, really, really, love, sometimes make me absolutely sick with their "must go out and see some random titties-ness"; and

3) Chocolate cherry cake might really be the answer.