Evening festivities involved a trip to Mad Mex with
Krissy and her boy-toy left, and
Also, I maybe should have considered the implications of wearing a tiara to a gay bar. Everybody wanted to know what I was the queen of, and I'd neglected to prepare a snappy retort.
Then I came home, smoked up, crawled into my PJs and watched Criminal Minds, which I'd taped so I could see the outcome of last week's Garcia fiasco. Thankfully, she lived. Even better, they seem to have introduced a computer geek love interest for her. Yaay!