Too many of my friends are doing cool things right now while I'm being boring. I'm going to try & fix that.
How, you ask?
By going to the opera! In particular, I'll be seeing Eugene Onegin. An acquaintance of mine has said he'll be identifiable by carrying a "weapon of death" in the first act. My mind has been positively running wild with possibilities.
It should be fun, though my knowledge of Russian is strictly limited to "I don't speak Russian" in Russian (phonetically, it's something like "Ya nye govoru po ruski". Your accent may vary).
In the meantime, I'm in stealth dress mode. No one ever noticed if you're wearing really nice pants, so you wear really nice pants with a T-shirt untucked. When you need to be dressed up, you throw on the dress shirt, put on a tie, tuck in, put a belt on, and slouch
No one at work will ever know that I clean up well. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA 8D