On the one hand, going out could mean putting on a skirt, which means spinny.
On the other hand, I could just do spinny in my living room, and once I'm done, return to Lounge Mode™ of loose sleep shirt and thong.
Fuck going out.
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On the one hand, going out could mean putting on a skirt, which means spinny.
On the other hand, I could just do spinny in my living room, and once I'm done, return to Lounge Mode™ of loose sleep shirt and thong.
Fuck going out.
Sometimes I go out because I get carried away, dress and do my makeup way too nicely, and I don't want to waste it. But because I'm actually pretty tired, and it's cold outside, I just suffer through a couple of unnecessary hours of being out, checking the time constantly, then go home and take it all off.
Thats already me at 23
Me after having done the 30's and 40's "I'm old and over this" freakout while still in disbelief that I made it to my 50's:
The thoughts of going out these days is more stressful and anxiety inducing. I'd rather sit in my own home, blasting my own music.
Just wait until the midlife crisis kicks in, then you'll enjoy it again for a while.
Yoooo...I feel seent.
I felt this way more in my 20s. I didn't figure out how to just relax and go with it until my 40s. I'm not sure if it was a mid-life crisis but I finally realized life is way too short to be a sad golden retriever in da club.
I'm 39; when does it kick in?
But TBF, I did end up buying the sports car I couldn't afford when I was young, a 350Z Roadster Touring in Daytona Blue (with a manual transmission, of course), so there's that.
I'd rather say that everybody's too worn out from all the work.
It's mostly about the music for me.
If it's right I'm spinning on the dance floor like I'm 30 years younger. After an hour, yeah that could be me.