Riding with Jamies brother Stephen in his car. We three are going up to Jamies moms house about 170 miles to the north. Gonna have a lot of food and drink today, watch a game or two on the tube, and give thanks for what I have and what I have the chance to earn in the near future.
Best wishes to all our friends and family, and may the comming holiday season find you in good health and good cheer.
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Thursday, November 27, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
8:20pm in Maryland.
Jamie and I are in a rental car driving down to Washington D. C. to be at her friend Liza's wedding tomorrow. We are rocking out to Ben Folds and all I can think about is what all this area I am seeing pass by looked like 200 years ago in our nations infancy.
I have a job interview early Tuesday morning. It is a second interview with the company president. This position is to apprentice under the head machinist at MicroMould, up in Yonkers to the north of where I now live. An hour and a half by subway to train to bus and ending in about a one mile hike.
They want to know if I am willing to get a car, cutting my travel time down to around 25 minutes, but incurring a yearly expense of about $2600 more than commuting via public transit.
The position is also long term, meaning that the master machinist I would be apprenticing under would be training me to replace him. He is in his 80's and wants to retire. He is also German and a bit hard to understand.
Micromould would be taking the risk that I may not make a career out of the position.
I am at a point where I need a good career. Yet I never invisioned myself as a machinist in Yonkers. I don't know what the compensation offered to me will be, but a strong offer is going to be hard to ignore.
I am looking at losing my dream of a degree in music. Then again I could never earn any degree while homeless and starving.
It comes down to earning some sort of a degree online. Not in music.
Live in comfort and security and lose my art, or keep my art and slowly diminish into miserable poverty.
I know it sounds melow dramatic but my feelings are valid to me at least.
Well there is always Washington D. C. to look forward to visiting.
Peace from the East
Justin
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I have a job interview early Tuesday morning. It is a second interview with the company president. This position is to apprentice under the head machinist at MicroMould, up in Yonkers to the north of where I now live. An hour and a half by subway to train to bus and ending in about a one mile hike.
They want to know if I am willing to get a car, cutting my travel time down to around 25 minutes, but incurring a yearly expense of about $2600 more than commuting via public transit.
The position is also long term, meaning that the master machinist I would be apprenticing under would be training me to replace him. He is in his 80's and wants to retire. He is also German and a bit hard to understand.
Micromould would be taking the risk that I may not make a career out of the position.
I am at a point where I need a good career. Yet I never invisioned myself as a machinist in Yonkers. I don't know what the compensation offered to me will be, but a strong offer is going to be hard to ignore.
I am looking at losing my dream of a degree in music. Then again I could never earn any degree while homeless and starving.
It comes down to earning some sort of a degree online. Not in music.
Live in comfort and security and lose my art, or keep my art and slowly diminish into miserable poverty.
I know it sounds melow dramatic but my feelings are valid to me at least.
Well there is always Washington D. C. to look forward to visiting.
Peace from the East
Justin
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Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Savage
Her name is Savage. She is husky and wolf. Very sweet and belongs to a guy that lives in the area.
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