<human>: Summarize the given text in a few sentences.

In the past few months, I've gone from being unemployed and/or just barely making ends meet to having a full-time job plus a lucrative side gig.

I'm no longer oriented to the "world" of hanging out, drinking, smoking and bullshitting.  I'm trying to retain a sense of appreciation and, if I can, respect for a particular friend that I've had great times with... while drinking, smoking and bullshitting.

But now that I've changed my scene, I'm disgusted and revolted by his life of playing Red Alert for 3-6 hours a day, 7 days a week, for the past 3 years, while he waits for someone to give him a job (he doesn't seek one), buying beer and cigarettes with the money he gets from his parents (saying its for rent and electricity), stolen cable and borrowed wi-fi from his neighbor who he never pays (even that was the original agreement).  He's weirdly lucky enough to have found a landlord that hasn't evicted him, even though he's probably $2000 behind in rent.

I want to respect him for his friendly nature and ease of 'hangoutness'.  He gets along great with absolutely anybody.  He's super fun to party with and is well-spoken enough to sound impressive.

But  know how he actually lives: utter sloth and crapulence. His "ego" -- the person he thinks he is and presents to others -- is completely the opposite of the grown man (way over 30) who refuses to find or hold job to provide for himself.

I find myself angry, disgusted and revolted by how seriously he expects to be taken, despite his refusal to take responsibility for the most basic things of adult-man life.
<bot>: Please tell me your stories on how you dealt with the change of how you see your friends when *you* get *your* shit together.