I got hired at the best catering company in LA (according to the Zagat Guide). They do extravagant private parties in rich people's homes. I'm happy because the job is part-time and flexible but I wonder when the time will come when I won't have to do this kind of work anymore? I wish that I was the kind of person who had only wanted to study a practical major in college, graduate, and feel content with a 9-5 job. But somewhere along the way in my life I got corrupted and didn't want to follow the standard plan for most individuals lucky enough to go to college in the USA. I wanted more out of life, whatever that is. Now I'm just a little older, in debt, and poor. Where's the "more"?

Alright, I'll quit bitching.
There are a lot of things that I am happy about it my life. Perhaps I am not where I want to be exactly, (I partied just a wee bit too much and now I'm catching up for all of that time.) but I do have a pretty nice life.
I have wonderful friends, I've traveled a bit, I lived in San Francisco, I now live by the beach, I found someone to love, I know how to get in that "creative space" without having to read a book to tell me how, hell, at least I'm not starving on the side of the road or fearing that my house might get blown up.
It's all attitude and perspective.
Oh, I am also excited because an online gallery that features emerging artists said that they would love to exhibit my work. They emailed the contract to me today. Yay!