I had another job interview today. Job interviews are interesting times where you attempt to sell yourself in a tiny little room with a pitcher of water on the table and those little starlight mints that Pizza Hut has.
Once again, it’s raining here. Fortunately, it’s not cold. These jobs in much nicer climates keep sounding better and better.
Happy Reformation Day.
I just got back from our third IM soccer game. We ended in a tie to put us at 1-1-1 for the season.
I have another job interview tomorrow. I think I like this company, but it will require 50-75% travel for the job. I’m not sure how I feel about that. Part of it excites me, but part of it worries that I’ll feel like I do in college — that I have no roots.
Yesterday, I sat through rain, sleet, snow, hail, wind, and cold to see the Wolverines drop their fourth straight game to a 1-7 record. They were playing Rochester, for the first time in college history, but Rochester knew the book and rolled for 410 yards of offense.
Last night, I went with a group from here down to Pittsburgh to the waterfront and ate dinner at Uno’s Chicago Grill. After dinner, we went over to Lowe’s Theater to see The Departed.
This morning, I forgot that the clocks had changed. I woke up, thinking it was one time, until I sat down at my computer and discovered that it was really an hour earlier.
The Steelers play at 4:15 PM today, inconvenient due to Vespers.
I can’t tell you the last time that I went to see a film in a theater. It has to have been before May 2006, but I don’t even remember.
This motion picture was captivating. It’s rated R for strong brutal violence, pervasive language, strong sexual content, and drug material. It’s violent, but not gory. It’s profane, but not crude. It’s sexual, but not pornographic. It’s incredible.
Throughout the film, you’ll be unsure of who to root for. Directed by Martin Scorsese and with a cast that includes Leonardo DiCaprio, Matt Damon, Jack Nicholson, Martin Sheen, and Alec Baldwin, this is a great piece of work.
Do you choose to be loyal or do you choose to look out for yourself?
I officially no longer have anything in common with people in high school. Last night, I went to a 30 Hour Famine that was being done by a local church youth group. I was there to speak to them about Uganda and what I had done there this past summer.
As I spoke, I realized that I just couldn’t relate. My analogies didn’t describe things that they did. The way I talked was different than the way they talked. The biggest thing though was perhaps my approach. I approached like I would approach a college class or a group of adults and I could tell at a few points that they weren’t really on board.
There is no part of me that wants to be in high school again, but I didn’t think that I would cross off that people group as one that I am in touch with.
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