Well, well. well. This weekend is a well deserved respite from that oppressive Pluto in Capricorn, industrial squalor. No, you are leading the phantom orchestra with an invisible baton and it sounds oh so great to the rest of us. Don’t worry if you feel like the rest of the world sees you as a raisin in a Cesar’s salad. Screw them. You just have to follow your own indiscriminate beat and let your instincts guide your for the next 48 hours. You’ll either write the next version The Constitution or come up with the ultimate, nutritional cocktail, where you can get everything you need, while you get all the essential vitamins and nutrients available for the day, In essence, lose your friggin’ mind for a while. You can pick it up again come Monday.