Why not?
So, I don't post on my livejournal, and very very few of my friends still post or have accounts.
Anyways. here's the deal. In this shitty economy I have made more money than every year than the last. I have continued to better myself, both as a cook, and maybe a little bit as a person.
this is the terrifying reality of what is happening. Somewhere in the last four years, I got motivated to become something, now I am.
I have traded a lot for this. I will trade more. Don't think for even a second that there is anything more precious to me than becoming a chef. there isn't. I've thought it over long and hard.
Next year I'm hitting the big leagues. get in line, or get the fuck out of the way.
Anyways. here's the deal. In this shitty economy I have made more money than every year than the last. I have continued to better myself, both as a cook, and maybe a little bit as a person.
this is the terrifying reality of what is happening. Somewhere in the last four years, I got motivated to become something, now I am.
I have traded a lot for this. I will trade more. Don't think for even a second that there is anything more precious to me than becoming a chef. there isn't. I've thought it over long and hard.
Next year I'm hitting the big leagues. get in line, or get the fuck out of the way.