There is but one bar, and it has many names. Perhaps no one knows your name, but you're always glad you came. When life really really sucks, go there with a friend and get shitfaced. I guarantee you'll feel better (providing you don't drink enough to throw up). For me it's the Hazel Street Pub in Clifton, NJ. You're on your own turf, so you can let down yr defenses, and indulge.