After four years, I've finally landed the job I was meant to do. The job I've been striving for since I knew it existed.

Some people grow up wanting to be lawyers, doctors, entrepreneurs, whatever - something that will allow them to buy that multi-million dollar house, that Jaguar, and have some sort of upgraded status in society. Me? I've never cared what society thought about how I lived and as a result, I had different dreams.

My dream revolved around one game - poker. Though I loved it, I never did get good enough to play at a pro level. Even still, I wanted to be around the game and that led me to wanting a job as a dealer. My long arms (good for reaching across the very large table) my XXL hands (good for pushing large pots to players), and my passion for cards almost makes me born for this job where others might struggle.

Just today, I received word that I am going to be hired at my local card room. A very nice paying job career to set my life in the direction I wish to head. A comfortable living, plenty of furry cons, an affordable house, a nice car, motorcycle, and most importantly - a job that I love.

P.S. Due to the fact that there is a new poker room opening up in March (and I will most likely be working that one) I do regret to inform you that I will be cancelling FWA this year. However, this does mean many many more future FWA's to come!