This weekend I went to a housewarming party for some friends. Five young people renting a house with a fire-pit in the backyard, what could be better?
I arrived between 8:30 - 9:00pm; I hung out, ate some delicious food and chatted with people. Finally I started to feel sleepy, it seemed late. The party was still raging and beer pong was starting, but I was driving so I skedaddled thinking it was quite late. When I got in my car and looked at the time I saw it was only 10:30pm. I am officially an old person.
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You're not old, Mo! Although I know how you feel. Even though I work the night shift, I find myself having trouble staying up past 10:30 PM on my nights off...
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