It was pretty much overnight on the outside. I started growing my hair back and lost the earings. I got a job offer in IL to move up into networking. I really just wanted more money but I had to dress normally for work. At first I tried to put the earings and shit back in after work. It got to be a PITA. So I just stopped. As I matured in my new job and realized there was some decent money to be made. I slowly lost touch with my darelict Pot smoking friends and just basically grew up. No big deal. We all do it at some point. Some later than others.