It’s been two weeks this Saturday since I was laid off by Apple.
Since then, I have put in over 60 applications for jobs in the technical support or help desk category.
I’ve had one face to face interview and one phone interview.
Haven’t heard back about either one of them.
They don’t call when there is nothing to say.
You’re just jealous cause the voices are talking to me.
I into my second week of training for my technical support position with AppleCare.
Had a test today and I was as usual sure that I was going to fail on it.
I scored in the high 80s which isn’t great but it’s also far from fail so I am happy.
So far Apple is a very cool place to be working.
I signed up for direct deposit, so after a couple of weeks of getting my check via the post I should start seeing it land in my personal account. I like having my stuff accessible online, it’s where my comfort level is at.
Care package from Father arrived the other day. Deposited that and paid up my iPhone.
It will be such a relief to be connected again. I was really sweatin’ what to do about my car insurance too and now that is covered. I love my Daddy so much, he is the best!!!!
In memory of the recently departed comedian George Carlin who spoke his mind about everything/anything/anywhere/anytime.
I will share here just a few of his off the cuff, less inflammatory commentary.
All the fear has left me now
I’m not frightened anymore.
It’s my heart that pounds beneath my flesh.
it’s my mouth that pushes out this
breath
and if I shed a tear I won’t cage it.
I won’t fear love
and if I feel a rage I won’t deny it.
I won’t fear love.
Companion to our demons
they will dance and we will play.
With chairs candles and clothes
making darkness in the day.
It will be easy to look in or out
upstream or down
without a thought
and if I shed a tear I won’t cage it.
I won’t fear love
and if I feel a rage I won’t deny it.
I won’t fear love.
Peace in the struggle to find peace.
Comfort on the way to comfort
and if I shed a tear I won’t cage it.
I won’t fear love
and if I feel a rage I won’t deny it
I won’t fear love.
I won’t fear love.
I won’t fear love . . .
INTJ
Introverted 56%
Intuitive 88%
Thinking 25%
Judging 44%
Qualitative analysis . . .
* moderately expressed introvert
* very expressed intuitive personality
* moderately expressed thinking personality
* moderately expressed judging personality
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Have you ever arrived somewhere and wondered how you got there?
Scientists at the University of Leeds believe they may have found the
answer, with research that shows that humans flock like sheep and
birds, subconsciously following a minority of individuals.
Results from a study at the University of Leeds show that it takes a
minority of just five per cent to influence a crowd’s direction – and
that the other 95 per cent follow without realizing it.
Article on flock mentality . . .
There are places I remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I’ve loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
While the masses celebrate mass consumption I will go my own way.
I will go alone if needs demand, reach out my hand, pull back the veil of night.
I will discover what no other has seen, touched, smelled, perceived.
Perhaps it will be my private joy and there will be no sign to mark my passing.
Better that than to travel down endless, well documented highways to fixed points in time space. I don’t want to make a life of moving from one imagined comfort zone to the next.
I will make new musics, create new images and forms . . .
I will create celebrations through ephemeral objets d’art, homes, hospitals, parks and exquisitely simple things like children’s toy, personal jewelry and clothing.
What is one more forgotten life time? Forget me but please remember these dreams I bring to life for you.
I wish to more than clothe, feed and shelter the bodies of my
fellows, I would fashion a place to nurture the mind and soul of every
sentient creature.
Dreams that reach beyond the self gratification of the moment, to form a creative, living, vibrant, enduring architecture of community, a more perfect union.
While others rant or pontificate on the commercialized politics of the day I have the real science and labor of community building to engage my mind.
No matter what it cost me, I will create a life time of work in these few, precious moments.
I will leave to the Fates what memories of my being may be passed on or not.
If my name is forgotten then perhaps what I create will live on in the hearts of others.
I have work to do
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.
Blackbird fly blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Blackbird was written by Paul McCartney, who was inspired to write this while in Scotland as a reaction to racial tensions escalating in America in the spring of 1968.
After all these years, these thoughts, feeling, words and melody continue to sound a deep and sympathetic resonance within my soul.
Thank you Sir Paul
