Seven56PM. Oakland, Calif. It's a great feeling to be in my friend's house with other friends enjoying the night. I remember years ago when going out every night was the highlight of my life, but now, since I've found love going out lacks its luster. I feel like socially I have lived in expedited existence while most people my age of 27 look forward to getting semi-comatose drunk, I'd rather sit at home and watch Netflix. The days of my drunken Frank The Tank...
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