Myspace, to me, is like candy corn. I hate candy corn. but every year on halloween, I see some and I think to myself, "hmm, maybe I'll try some. FUCK! that's right..I hate this!" I guess I have it to keep in contact with people I don't speak with on a regular basis. yet everyone I care to speak with is in my phonebook. so why the hell do I have even have a myspace? I don't know.Like everyone I have good days and not so good days. I'm not the happiest guy in the world and I'm not the saddest. some days I can't help but have a ridiculous goofy smile across my face because I genuinely feel good about things. other days I don't want to get out of bed because I feel like I have nothing to offer. but I do it anyways and I try my hardest not to bring other people down.but like gandhi said, "WHERE THERE IS LOVE, THERE IS LIFE." I know that's something some freakin hippy or kande kidd would say. but I love it. I do have to say that the best thing that's ever happened to me is Cassandra. There's nothing like having the Love from your woman. She helped me make a big change that I know will shape me into a better person.I have found a job that I believe is absolutely 100 percent perfect for me. actually, it's much more than a job, it is an experience that I feel that I am very lucky to be a part of. I am the Sous Chef at the grandest and most beautiful banquet facility..shit, within probably 500 miles of here. Thats right, I'm cheffin it up at the John P. Eliopulos Hellenic Center. It is the shit and by far the greatest job nin the world. I get to cook all day every day for hundreds of people at a time. It is such an adrenaline rush when all the food is coming togeteher. I honestly couldn't be happier with my career right now.
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