Okay, so fuck yeah!

I've contemplated of my reasons to pinning my all-too-awaited thoughts. There isn't a certain need, neither is there a cause to have one. But what is, is it's indescribable relief of the mind.

I'm pretty much in too much of a daze to even construct a blog-piece ffs. I need money, which kinda means work, which really is too much of a chore; too troublesome. But I still need money, gambling doesn't seem to be working its charm on my investments; gravely sad indeed. So that leaves...collecting money, a hefty sum I should be looking at, well at least enough to last a couple of months till Uncle Lee decides to charge me with unpatriotic acts of freedom in his country. And then I really wonder what's next.

So fuck yeah! Aspirations and dreams are gonna be challenged soon. Luxurious life versus the inescapable reality of how to achieve such greatness of living.

I will make it rich, make it known...and most certainly not dread my life no longer.

Kudos my dim-witted schizophrenic other-half, cause again, FUCK YEAH!