You dread the notion of going to a bar, because:
a) drinks are hella expensive,
b) the music passed the 'enjoyable' threshold of loudness long ago; you don't fancy the thought of having to scream so you basically just smile and nod and wink at your significant other, hoping to form some sort of cogent 'conversation' in the process
c) you step outside to get a break from the loud music and lack of ventilation, only to get socked in the lungs by someone's secondhand smoke, despite the fact that you're outdoors
d) your ears continue to feel semi-deaf, and you don't like feeling like you've just accelerated the premature demise of your hearing
e) staying up past midnight means you had better have had a Really Good **82** the night before, otherwise you'll just be in a pissy mood until you get home