My own 3-ring circus

I did the best imitation of myself today.
I'm getting pretty good at it. I've got the smile down, perfected.

Performing for a limited time only, folks! Get your tickets!

Radioactive Man and Fallout Boy!

So, I'm here at work and some lady comes up with her son. While she's searching for her ID, her son-probably around 6 years old- promptly pointed to my Fall Out Boy(from the simpson's) shirt and proclaimed "I want to be Fall Out Boy when I grow up!"

Fantastic. My childhood dreams were much less interesting; I just wanted to be rich.

I don't have a B Plan. I don't even have
an A Plan for this.

I never thought I'd have to plan this far ahead. And now I'm here, with no plan, no rules, no instructions.

And it scares the shit out of me.