Well I did not. But I think it's really fucking cool.
Since this is the first issue of Playboy ever. Ever.
Good news! I may have a job lined up for when I go home (which is Thursday), and it would actually start on Tuesday! So, not really wasting any time. The chef wants me to come in Thursday when I come home and talk to him a bit, then if everything goes well I would train on Friday and Saturday and then start Tuesday. I would be a sushi chef at a seafood and grill in Zionsville. Not exactly the coolest but it's the right direction if I intend on pursuing this crazy dream of culinary ambitions. Yeah, I changed my mind again. But I didn't really change my mind. Ever since I was younger I always thought about how cool it would be if I owned like, a bakery and lived above it. Sort of a coffee house kind of deal. Anyway. I've never cooked anything without a recipe, but I do a have a great deal of passion for it and I hope that this experience will help me in choosing a path. Or come close to choosing one. It's not the best living that one can make, but how realistic is it that I'm going to get into a law school of my choice with a 3.2 GPA and horrible logistical skills (which translate to a subpar LSAT score)? Not very.
Well, I can dream.
