That's sad. I don't mind cooking, but after a typical work day, I often don't have enough mental energy leftover to cook for myself either though. If I didn't have a wife who loved me, I'd probably end up a lot like your friend. We try to save eating out for special occasions or when we're both pooped and there's no leftovers at least. But I can totally understand how that can happen to a person.
I'm a top.
I'm in this boat too. Being at the office feels so fucking pointless. One other guy on my team in my city, but I haven't seen him in months since when I'm there he's not and vice versa. It's so silly.
Okay sure maybe yeah, but you gotta admit, it was cool.