Jebus, get out folks, at 26 I wasn't (and have never been) a womanising drunk but I'd have ended my time on this mortal coil if I'd been reduced to knitting*. What about night riding, join a bike club, start one. Do some work so you're ahead of your 50 year old co-workers who are doing exactly the same as you (maybe with a pint of stout handy).
Imagine in ten years time, when you're my age and you look back and all you did was knit a frikin scarf.
Sorry, amazed at the yoof of today.
*Now I'm certainly past my prime, knitting is something I do actually want to do, but I'll do it on the train…