I'll keep it brief because the bloody internet in my hotel doesn't work and since I'm not in the UK this is costing me ?3 a minute.
Firstly one minor thing; Dave, there is a 'Quote' button at the top right of each post which you can use when replying to individual posts. This is not Twitter.
If you just want to shag some of your friends' mates and they're stupid enough to pay you I suggest you carry on as you are - it doesn't sound as if you have the time or the organisational skills to run a part time business, and whilst I wouldn't expect anybody to put in the hours I do if it was just a sideline, the fact remains that you are self employed and need to take responsibility for everything that entails.
Your posts don't suggest that you are interested in finding clients outside your usual 'circle' or comfort zone - how would you handle having to perform oral on a probably-slightly-pongy-and-boring lady in her seventies for an hour, for example? Don't forget you have to also look like you're loving every second and make her feel like the most gorgeous woman on earth, because that is your job. It sounds to me as if you just want to have your cake and eat it, and why not? It's unlikely to last, and I can only advise you enjoy it while you can.
In terms of your view on success, it doesn't sound like a rant, rather exactly the sort of na?ve and simplistic arrogance which we would expect from somebody your age. I was exactly like it when I was about 18, but fortunately I learned over the ensuing twenty years that the stories behind people's experiences, circumstances and attitudes are as diverse as they are. That isn't meant to sound patronising, just honest - whilst hard work generally does pay off and laziness rarely does, unfortunately sometimes and for some people, life's just a shithouse.
Well done on the avatar. You might want to improve your profile further by editing the font colour of your signature so that it matches the background, and then I won't have to go sleep with a picture of a roomful of David Brents at some Z-list motivational seminar burned into my consciousness.