jack and coke

Wow....

So how's this for grabbing the bull by the horns and taking his ass downtown.

Starting to fall in love with pastries and seriously considering trying my hand at a bakery/pastry shop. Trying to get a position as a patissier somewhere and we'll see.

The funny thing is, I'm not even switching because I suck at cooking. In fact last night I grouped up with the nonstellar students and fucking tore it up. Seriously, we made the best everything last night and even wowed the chef (a first cuz his ass is picky). It was my second stunt trying to do it without joining forces with the other "A" students and I think I did it more as a personal challenge than anything else.

The scary thing is, I think I love that adrenaline more than anything else, getting a group together that is totally down and out.... turning it around and kicking ass and taking names. The scary thing was, for once, I was the weakest link, and was more around for motivation and panic mode. My teammates were the calm, cool, collective ones. I was the chicken running around without my head just barking out crazy things. The scary thing is... they love me when I'm in that mode and somehow, it worked.

Usually I work with the same group and we always put out a good solid product. We know each other and know exactly our strengths and weaknesses so we pick up the slack for each other.

I'm not sure if I did this because I wanted to push myself more than anything or maybe I did it because I felt bad, because I felt like I disappointed my chef or something when I told him I wanted to do pastries. Join the doughboy crew or something was his response and I know he was just joking. But I think it was more of him being disappointed because he actually thinks I have what it takes to last in a high class joint. But that has never been my goal, my goal has always been to bring something nice to the hood.

I am not completely sold on giving up the kitchen, and my chef is definitely not giving up on me and is still trying to get me to stay in the kitchen. So I think I owe it to myself and the culinary world to go at it. I'm by no means a natural at this shit, I'm horrible when it comes to knowing the difference between a china cap or chinois. But I bust my ass and go 500 mph and have kept up with everyone based on that alone.

I've been absent for a while and I know that I should probably blog more often. For that I'm sorry.

Just to keep you updated, I kinda sorta asked Jennifer out (the one from my class) and we're going to get some food on monday. I'm sure that nothing is there and have moved myself out of that zone and will be moving my ass to the friend zone. The other Jenny, the 867-5309 Jenny... well things have been getting kinda complicated. We're going out saturday but I just don't see anything developing right now. I think we're at different stages right now and that sucks cuz we both have a blast together.

Also, something else has entered the picture and I'm kinda happy about it. She's not quite at the stage where I would be in position to ask her out, but I'm definitely keeping my options open.

On a side note, I've been reading comics with Token lately, and found out that Iron Man is such an asshole. He totally manipulated Spider Man (my hero) and is a total douchebag. With that in mind I think I'm just gonna stick with Joe, cuz Joe would never abandon his comrades and always does the right thing. Stupid Iron Man.

Joe out...