“I should hit the club, get a outfit, but fuck that, the lifestyle ain’t about shit. That no longer gets me up, it don’t arouse shit. See, I’m on my OnDemand in the house shit.”

If Joey didn’t describe that shit so well.

My friends text me all the time about going out and when I say no, I get the looks, the why-you-being-so-lame responses, it’s really never ending. Sometimes I wonder if that’s all they think about.  I’m just saying, why can’t you chill in the house for once in a while? Being a homebody ain’t so bad. Just ‘cause I don’t fuck with that type of lifestyle much anymore doesn’t mean shit. I just found different things to consume my time than going to the club 3 times a week. Shit gets old after a while.