It's about time my closet narcissism blossomed into full blown egomania. So like most self-interested people running out of breath, I've started a blog. A cooking blog about a bunch of lewd and occasionally stomach turning stories accompanied by some gnarly (and occasionally failed) recipes.
A sad quickie about me:
1) I'm 20 with no drivers license, and I'm still "looking at schools". Oh, I also use to live in philly on my own until I went broke and had to move back to maryland where I now sleep in a bunk bed with my 6 year old nephew.
2) The only professional training I have is in Mixology (the dignified way of saying "I blew 400 dollars for a bartending certificate that's soul purpose is to fill up space on my resume")
3)I'm a seasonal opening manager at a halloween store. I've had this job for two seasonal years- that breaks down into 6 months total which is the longest time i've held on to a job.
4)I blow the majority of my paychecks on baking.
Alright, I think it's time to get started...tommorow. I'm tired.
And for now a video I can't stop watching: