I was just thinking about this, yesterday. I'm definitely a homebody. Many of life's demands have caused me to commit much of my money to expensive things like a new family car, a mortgage, and the day-to-day needs of my wife and son. The idea of getting out and going to a bar ($3.00 draft??? I could get a six-pack for $8.00!), or the movie theater ($20.00 plus another $10.00 for snacks

), for example, pull the curmudgeon out of me, to where all I can think about is the money draining away, stressing about whether or not I SHOULD be doing this, and then not being able to enjoy what I'm doing because I feel guilty. Just yesterday, I was irritated that we went to one of the many festivals that happen every summer around here. I'd hate to be a sourpuss, but all those make me think about are lame rides that our son can't go on, expensive and crappy food ($3.50 for a nasty cheeseburger that would taste better coming from McDonald's, $2.00 for a cold/undercooked bratwurst/mett, or $5.00 *gasp* for an Italian sausage!), and crowds of people walking around in the heat and smelling like BO. One good thing that came out of that was that we got a few pictures of my son riding around on a train and enjoying it. That was cool to see!
I usually keep myself entertained through more economical means, like World of Warcraft, Netflix, cable television, and my emulators on my computer. Our net entertainment (pun intended) comes to less than $150 a month. If these methods fail to entertain me, I find that boredom leads to sexual arousal. That's not the good horny, it's the "I have nothing better to do, so I wanna get off," horny. Then there's always sleep, and work. I'm glad I enjoy my job. Work means I can earn money to work towards paying off my debts to eventually make room for MORE debt.

Geez, I need to get out of the rat race.