Several Years Ago Chrissy Said This Would Be A Way To Use Up Time. Right Now I work at Van Andel Arena in Grand Rapids, please if you plan to stalk me be nonviolent about it. . . Staying With My Parents, thinking that taking 2 classes for a second and a third culinary degree sounds both expensive and slightly unnecessary and watching my old friends and little sisters all get married.I cook for a living. 10 - 13 hour days are my regular schedule. I've come to expect a bunch or bullshit between front of the house and the kitchen yet I continue to be amazed at the extent of it in some places. I've worked the country clubs, the bars, a vegan/vegetarian new age hideaway in the mountians, the arenas and the catering routes. I've gotten burns, scrapes, stitches, and scars doing what I tell myself I love to do. But what happens when I burn out? Good lord I've just begun this phase of my career and already I get asked what will I do later? When I'm 'too old' or for that matter too broken - tendon-itis in my shoulders, hands and wrist not to mention my feet- awesome right? When will I 'settle down' have babies and get a regular job? the only answer I have: Fuck if I know.I Once Spent The Day Returning My Cds To Their Proper Cases And Discovering Which Cds Are Forever Lost In The Void, As Well As Tring To Sell The Ones I Wish Had Been Sucked Into It.
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