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Attempt 2 at this.....
and to jump right into it...
Someone last night said i was a smooth talker and a man whore.
Man whore? definitely not
Smooth talker? okay, guilty.
But it really got me wondering about how some women really see me.
On occasion i can be good with words. For the most part i dont really let many women see that side of me. Aside from my usual poor choice in women, i also really have a problem letting women in. One to many bad experiences has soured the whole thing for me. Atleast in the short term. Im just lost in a sea of work and the future. I feel like a little ship, in a giant ocean. Either waiting for the harbor to appear or to be swallowed up by a huge wave. The relationships i build along become life preservers. Sometimes they fall off the ship but the best ones have been on the side of my little ship forever. (sorry for the ship reference)
Next, if my neck doesnt quit hurting i might have to kill a bitch or two. Its making me irritated on a regular basis and i dont approve.
Ive got much more on my mind but i cant really write more about it right now.

Coming to water, stuck still, no turning back...

I love having those days when you really feel like youve done something. 

Today I : 

Went to the store,

got stuff to clean with,

groceries,

a game or two,

watched a replay of the AC Milan game

and wrote this. 

Compared to Saturday, Sunday has been a big change of pace. I usually waste away my weekends in hopes that i can regain some sanity lost during the week. This weekend accomplished that. Assuming we get a weekend off this coming weekend, ill probably try and do something similar. 

A friend of mine asked me a long time ago if id ever want to start my own sushi place. 

99% of the time i would say no.

Well, thinking it over today,

It might be in my future. 

Id always told myself that i could work for Yoshie forever and be completely contempt with it. 

But, like all good things, i know that wont last. Yo wont live forever. (as much as i hate to admit it)

And I wont want to work for harbor docks all of my life. I wouldnt do it alone obviously, but its not out of the realm of possibility. Ive been sketching up some looks i want the restaurant to have and trying to come up with a name. That would be a good goal to keep me motivated in my daily journey towards the promise land.

I have this picture of my family right behind my computer, its always been a nice reminder of home. Because i definitely miss it as much as it misses me. 

Writing this blog has made me realize how much i really love to write. Mostly about myself mind you, but i love the fact that i can share my thoughts and or feelings about whatever subject without having to be in front of each and everyone of you. Dont get me wrong, id love to talk to everyone individually, but for my friends in Cali, Florida, Ohio, Michigan, New York, Alaska, Washington St and DC, Alabama, Mississippi, Texas and pretty much all the other states, along with Europe, Asia and the Middle East, This makes it much much easier. 

Plus, i live a pretty interesting life. Full of twists, turns and speed bumps. And i wouldnt have it any other way. 

Also, incase your reading this, I will call you tomorrow Melissa, time got away from me today. Im not avoiding you, i promise. 

I'll keep from getting all preachy. Today isnt the day for that. Everyone have a great week and stay tuned. Theres much more to come... 

Drop the The....

This entire blog will be in italics. 
     Dont ask why, just accept it




Anyways, its been a long few weeks. The holidays have come and gone, and im pretty sure im returning to sanity. My trip home was definitely a well deserved one. And being home yielded more of a return than expected. I got to see my best friend, met many great people and spent more time with my wonderful family. I also damaged a few friendships, froze my ass off and did many stupid things, but that was to be expected. It also helped me focus on my short/long term goals in life. I'm still back on track to go to culinary school and i feel like i have that drive to do great things again. For the longest time my drive for success was fueled as revenge against an ex girlfriend who didnt think i was worth anything. Like Sean Parker or Mark Zuckerburg, their success came from this. I felt like it would pull me through the tough times, but i came to an impass. What happens when i get there? When i do make it? Its consumed alot of my thoughts the past few weeks. 
But alas....there is hope. 


Ive decided (one of the many decisions ive made while writing these things) that revenge on "she who has no name" wouldnt be worth it. What will it do? Just make me a shallow individual. And thats not me. 
I do want greatness though...
And I will have it...(see how i capitalized the "I", fucking business time)