Can’t tell how often I’ve been dragged to parties that I just did not enjoy. And every frikkin’ pub and bar really has way too loud music. Can’t talk to anyone, have to scream everything and messages still barely get across. People just getting shitfaced for the sake of getting shitfaced, then play it off as if the next day headache was something really awesome to go through and they had the best time of their life, but they can’t recall a single thing. Also like most of the nights people would just randomly disappear one-by-one over the night and I had no clue whether they went home, to another club or something else happened. Makes me sound like a grandpa, but I honestly don’t see the appeal anymore.
I’m not into clubs/loud music but I do love casual pubs where you can get some good beer and decent food and just chat forever. Thats a good time for me.
Sadly those seem scarce where I live, most places seem to focus on youth and people not staying long and just barhopping or whatever it’s called these days. Doesn’t help that prices have become insane as well, I don’t like to (literally) piss away all my money like a lot of people don’t seem to mind to do.
I love the parties I go to. There’s always a great group of people like me having a sit and just talking shit all night. Eventually as the bingers start dropping off like flies, things wind down and one by one people migrate over and join in, sitting with a relieving sigh and a friendly welcome.
Because someone’s got to get up for a drink every so often, the duty is to report back if anything crazy or funny is going on inside, otherwise back to talking shit. Extra great if there’s a firepit and a Bluetooth speaker.
Can’t tell how often I’ve been dragged to parties that I just did not enjoy. And every frikkin’ pub and bar really has way too loud music. Can’t talk to anyone, have to scream everything and messages still barely get across. People just getting shitfaced for the sake of getting shitfaced, then play it off as if the next day headache was something really awesome to go through and they had the best time of their life, but they can’t recall a single thing. Also like most of the nights people would just randomly disappear one-by-one over the night and I had no clue whether they went home, to another club or something else happened. Makes me sound like a grandpa, but I honestly don’t see the appeal anymore.
Nah I’m good.
Yeah, I just don’t party with people I give zero fucks about. The drinks are too expensive and it’s a waste of time overall.
I’m not into clubs/loud music but I do love casual pubs where you can get some good beer and decent food and just chat forever. Thats a good time for me.
Sadly those seem scarce where I live, most places seem to focus on youth and people not staying long and just barhopping or whatever it’s called these days. Doesn’t help that prices have become insane as well, I don’t like to (literally) piss away all my money like a lot of people don’t seem to mind to do.
Ya the prices keep me home, I’d rather get my own stuff and cook
I love the parties I go to. There’s always a great group of people like me having a sit and just talking shit all night. Eventually as the bingers start dropping off like flies, things wind down and one by one people migrate over and join in, sitting with a relieving sigh and a friendly welcome.
Because someone’s got to get up for a drink every so often, the duty is to report back if anything crazy or funny is going on inside, otherwise back to talking shit. Extra great if there’s a firepit and a Bluetooth speaker.