I have half an hour to write this. Not that there's anything of particular importance happening at ten. Just time for the next movie on channel 5 to tide over the next couple of hours on another Saturday night in. Desperately need to find something to do, something that won't cost a cent anyway. Three days from pay day and forty bucks in the bank. Gotta do something about that too. I have absolutely nothing set aside for a rainy day... but then, everything will turn out fine. How? I don't know. It just will. That's the beautiful thing about life. My life, anyway. It always does. I've met with obstacles, but I've never failed to win whatever it is I set my heart on. Lately, I guess, I've been somewhat distracted. Come to a crossroads. Too many directions I could take, every road bound to lead to a pot of gold. It was bound to happen. It's insane to think that someone who can pretty much do anything can be forced to do just one thing. For the rest of his life. I'm being dramatic. That is a near fatal flaw. I just need some perspective. So, I am brilliant. It's taken a while, I've not always known what to do about it, but I accept it now. I do. I'm impatient to succeed, but life isn't short, no matter what they say. I'm gonna take one step at a time now, nail everything simply because I can, and to all naysayers, well, watch and learn how the maestro does it, bitches.