… sweet, sign me up.
"Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end."
I have never sent out a chain letter in my life. Usually its some scary story, and if I don’t send to ten other people I’ll get haunted by a scary little girl. Today at work I got an e-mail with 2 e-mail addresses. The first e-mail is an address to send an inspirational quote. The second e-mail address is the person who sent it to me. After I sent the quote, I bump person number 2 to 1, and put my name down as person two. If all works out, the 20 friends you send the e-mail will send it out to 20 friends, and those 400 people will each send you an inspirational quote.
So far I’ve gotten 3, but then again, I could only find 10 people that I wouldn’t mind forwarding the letter to. I think so far 2 people have done my bidding, and 1 person was too lazy to do anything. Even though I haven’t received that many, I just wanted to share a specs inspiration that made its way to my e-mail box.
"What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?"
- Robert H. Schuller
Cooking is something I love doing. Engineering is what I am getting paid to do. There seems to be some sort of internal struggle in my head, but it is okay, I don’t need to figure it out right now. My short term goals are taking priority right now.
By the end of the year, I hope to be a licensed engineer and I won’t have time to start a restaurant or anything during that time. But that doesn’t mean I can’t cook for fun and develop my ideas while I am studying for my 16 hour test. A mans gotta eat.
One thing in my head I need to identify is what I want cooking to be. When I cook elaborate things and take the time to plate the food, it just doesn’t taste as good as someone just bringing it out to me. It is almost like the flavor/enjoyment of my food is inversely proportional to the effort I have to put into it. Maybe it is because lately I have been trying new things and preparing meals for people without any idea of how it is supposed to turn out. Maybe the fear and anxiety of messing it up affects the flavor.
When I think about engineering, it is fun sometimes, it is fulfilling sometimes, but often times its stressful. I can work long hours and go crazy. I run out of time to do the things I want and improve my skill set, and I am big on self improvements. But I haven’t had much time to play guitar. I haven’t put in any time in doing art, and I have hundreds of food related books/articles/magazines that I want to read. Alas, engineering pays the bills.
I thought about opening a restaurant, starting with a food truck, and for the time being I am entertaining the ideas. I’m keeping track of all the food ideas in my head and slowly learning.
There’s a few types of chefs I can be.
One that cooks for excellence, refining my skills, producing the best that I can produce. Fine dining. This is something that would be cool but would not be practical for me. This also involves long hours. I would most likely have to go to culinary school, work at fancy restaurants and get stressed out. Few will make it big.
Another would be cooking whatever can make me money and allow me to have a stable life. A lot of this is trying to figure out what people want to eat and thinking about profits.
Ideally, I would just want to cook whatever I want, make a living, and have a place where people can just casually eat. They would come to eat something delicious. They can come and chill, get a late night snack. I would be able to talk to people, have regulars at my restaurant and who knows.
It would be cool to work at a test kitchen, come up with new recipes and dishes, but that would also involve additional schooling or at least increase my knowledge base.
Well this will just be food for thought tonight. Back to reality, off to bed, and on to another day of engineering roads.
— Bruce Lee
Some of the best moments is cooking a meal for two. Just me and you.
本日のランチ (by gojumpei)
When you suck at something you’re supposed to be good at
My mind is a complicated thing. I creates habits and often they are embedded so far in the back of mind its hard to change.
Growing up I run into difficulties. These habits make it hard to get through these difficulties but I do. I am not alone. I need to keep reminding myself that. I need to learn i can rely on others and I need to learn to just be myself.
I don’t have a good idea of what “myself” is, but I am slowly finding it. I am finding that it is next to you.
My mind seems to always be scattered, but I am slowly and surely finding some clarity.
I have been reading Dilbert ever since I could read and have always found it funny. When I was studying to be an engineer, I only saw slight similarities between school/internships and Dilbert but it never occurred to me that I would soon be stuck in Dilberts world.
I read this comic today and found it funny because of how much it relates to my current job, but at the same time I am holding back the tears of frustration because I realize how much of this is a reality…
Haven’t gotten a day of rest recently D: No time to tumblr, no time to stay in shape. I guess this is what happens when you get a real job and a girl friend.
I had to work overtime today, 13 hours of work on a Sunday. The whole time I was just cussing at work… I just had a bunch of I told you so moments, but because the only people on this project are managers and me I have to do all the grunt work while they just make excuses and push blame on one another.
I miss you tumblr. I miss my old lazy life. But looking at life now as a whole, I am really happy. Just have to get by this shitty moment and enjoy what is to come.