I began training as a sushi chef at The Blue Heron yesterday,
...in the begining I thought to myself "what have I gotten myself into!" ...then I got the hang of it and I am going to be great. Just tired. For now anyway.
I think I am so tired today because I am stuffed to the brim with 2 helpings of ham and turkey and all the fixings...
...I love Thanksgiving.
Im currently watching Iron Chef playing "Thats what she said..." with myself. Cause I am that much of a loser.
I am thinking I need to find a way to relax. Sereously.
That is the poem, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" a poem that has been residing in me since I have read it.
T.S. Eliot was my age when he wrote it.
I get to go to this concert tommorrow night. I am really looking forward to it. Im in need of something to help me feel better. I feel like I need to scream. Really, really loud. I will never let myself feel like that again. Ever.
Wow, So I TOTALLY thought that it would take a little longer for me to...not post, lol. Anyway so I am sitting here after a long day. I am having issues with feeling like my head is on strait and for the past few days I haven't been sleeping well...but alas today I made two loaves of brioche that where pretty darn close to perfect.
This is pretty much my ideal. I saw the guy on Martha, and was very impressed. It is artisinal market that serves a twelve person - eight course meal, and the wait...about 12 months. It is very interesting.
Tonight was simply awesome. I went over to Brandon and Ashleys for a small get together. It was no fuss wonderful time with good music and a good time.
So, today is my birthday. I was thinking tonight how twenty-three is such an odd number. So I am going to try and write a blog or two a day to document this odd year.
So, tonight I went to see Gran in the hospital. I won't lie I went in hoping to hear her talking weird. But when I saw her, she wasn't looking to hot, in fact she was looking worse than I have ever seen her.
Im worried. But I have faith in the fact that whatever happens it was supposed to happen.