Money. I have other uses for it. More important uses. More important than eating expensive finger food. More important than drinking. More important than watching a movie.
My friends probably think I'm a stingy bastard who's always mooching off them. Sure, I mooch. I mooch like a madman. But I'd just as soon go home immediately after college, eat my mother's delicious hot lunch, go my really fun workplace, stay there till ten, come home, watch a movie and go to sleep. I rarely actually want to go anywhere. I have some retarded sense of obligation to my friends that forces me to accompany them to random spots and engage in random activity. And they end up paying for me. I've become some sort of amusement whore.
I need to reevaluate my life.
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