Life as an exorcist.

So a lot has been changing in my life, and as far as I'm concerned, things are going in a good direction.

I've been exorcising demons from my past, whether lost loves, regrets, or what have you. I'm getting over him, and realizing that all men are NOT out to get me, especially those I currently hold in fond regard. I know that now. it took a friend to get me to actually realize that...and then come to the conclusion that I shouldn't punish men in my future because of men in my past. Everyone is different, including me. There is no guarantee in matters of the heart, and while that pill is hard to swallow, it's a prescription that I need to take.

Next up, the demon of regret. Anyone who knows me at all, knows my love of all things sweet. Whether men, sugar, or baked goods, they all hold a place in my heart. ;) Anyway, more to the point, I have always loved baking, and when the time came in high school that we were to start looking into possible career paths, I was really interested in becoming a chef- or more accurately, a pastry chef. Unfortunately, my ass of a counselor talked me out of my chosen profession, assuring me that I would never make any money at it. Luckily, he guided me towards the highly lucrative *cough* riiiiight *cough* field of Graphic Design. This is something that I have regretted ever since. Don't get me wrong, I love design, and I like to think that I'm pretty good at it, however, baking has always been there in the back of my mind. Well, now I live in Las Vegas, and culinary delights lie around every corner, taunting me. I have recently, upon encouragement from a good friend, decided that I might like to go back to school to fulfill my dream of being a pastry chef. Thing is, its $$. I have done the homework, gotten the information, now the decision that needs to be made is one of finance. Is my dream worth it's accompanying financial burden?