Despite the O's getting swept out of New York, they have since won two games in DC. And despite the impending rain, I'm looking forward to a good Memorial Day with my friends, plenty of hot dogs and beer. And I've been writing WITNESS all morning. Class is done for the summer, and it appears I have gotten decent grades. Now, I relax for three days off...

So I sent Evander and his host to Saturn last night. I'm writing a really beautiful and exciting piece of WITNESS at present, so I can't wait to get back to it this evening.

WITNESS has been stagnated by last week's preparation for finals. Thankfully this semester is over Tuesday. It's killing my creativity.

I'm beginning to show all of the signs of a genius. I'm recluse, somewhat bi-polar, and quite prone to these lil white pills of optimism. My work ethic is near obsessive compulsive. If only the talent was there... And just in case you don't know, dear diary, I'm full of shit.

The more I write the more I see my intentions, in regards to the plot of WITNESS, of the two scales: the outright grand and the human experience.

It's early and raining. Were going to brunch soon. I'm listening to Coldplay's LOST! and I've decided on placing two climaxes in WITNESS, one fairly early on and as there is two stories being told, another at the end. Well I'm hungry so I'm off...