Boring like sod

I've just started to realize how boring I've become. Once upon a time, back when I had a life, I was not just interesting or mildly entertaining. I was the life of the fricken party! But lately I've been working 12 hrs a day, 5 days a week and showing up to work on weekends.
I went down to Joburg last weekend with a couple friends to go to a hip club. We were turned away because one of us was not dressed "appropriately". (Not me.) We then proceeded to drive around Joburg, getting lost and checking out random lame clubs with obnoxiously high covers for a couple hours. We then soberly drove home. Sad.
So it is time to take action. I will not go down quietly! I will not act my age! And I will not become a boring sot! Actually a sot implies drunkenness which (at least to me) implies a good time. So I shall rephrase: I will not be boring like sod! I shall dress snappier, as befitting the aging hipster that I am. I shall attend every event, drink too much and stay too late. I shall discuss non-work subjects... even while at work! I will loose the raging coolness that has been too long trapped inside at it's miniature desk entering miniature data into miniature spreadsheets.
I shall do... stuff.