matt has died of cholera

well...matches has made it to portland. there was much less hunting of buffalo and fording of rivers than 'the oregon trail' would have you believe. and as expected, he got a little down after arriving...don't know what it is about changing locations, but it occasions something maybe chemical that makes him sad. overall very excited, especially about the area, but also reflective of what he has left behind in california and colorado. grumblehum.

and he doesn't have a chair or a bed to speak of. very restless movements about the apartment : ) until chris arrives with all of his household amenities, things will be rustic indeed, even on the thirteenth floor, where you would expect everything to be gem-studded. or at least deficient of plastic primary colors that weren't postmodern art-deco.

item: let it be known that idaho has by far the worst, most angry nighttime drivers. there were shady exchanges just inside of both borders and on throughout the state. very curious. are you angry that matches passed you since he feels like driving slightly faster, or just because of the state you live in? matches is talking to you, silver corolla S. isn't it funny how we identify cars on the road merely by the slight observations we can gather from their exteriors? "come on, texas...get over, texas." m has toyed with the idea of having license plates be cell phone numbers instead. it has a couple pluses and a couple minuses~

applying for jobs comprises some of the worst few months that mattress has experienced over his short life. there must be a better way to do this. we read minimalist job descriptions grouped into categories of specialization (to make us feel special, even if that group may be 'clerical' or 'service expert'), and make some decisions based upon what little someone scripted about what their company does. need more...need perhaps a short online video about the people in the office, and their day-to-day thoughts and patterns regarding the ever-ambiguous 'work'. half the time one goes to an interview and decides that the position is not nearly so appealing as a short paragraph made it seem; it is all hidden in the specifics.

maybe matches could be a between-the-lines analyst for job-hunters and employers...digging deeper into listings and applicants than is usually expressed.

the whole job situation is so surface-level. even the resume is silly...let us see a few unoriginal, templated lines into which you need to squeeze yourself somewhere, usually only by means of the application of a pronoun, or two if you're feeling saucy. if m ever starts a company, which is sure to happen someday considering how disappointed he usually finds himself when working subordinately, the resume process will be dubbed the resum-blay (blay being a past-tense verb for blows, as in yes resumes blow, let us take a different angle on the problem). it will consist of a short article in which a person describes themselves, and expresses whatever they feel like expressing. i want to know if a person is capable of original thought, not whether or not they are versed in microsoft office suite. everything after the fact can be easily taught (especially considering how obscure a business matches is sure to scrap up). keep your eyes on the stock tickers for MTCH...it's going to be simply incendiary~

a question arises of how to decorate a bedroom in a good way. every bedroom antimatter has decorated has turned out yes, quite cool, but at the same time sort of repellent to him. not one to say that there is anything to feng shui, but the arrangements that matches usually orchestrates end up being more depressants than stimulants. need some plants, perhaps. worried about killing them. supposedly bright things to have around, or so goes the word on the street.
matches needs to make a list of things to do, because all this crisp new experience in 360 different degrees of potential movement around him is dizzying. keep on forgetting about everything. also, very satisfying to take out the pen and strike a line through something. it's very much like smiling...try it sometime even when you have no occasion to, and you will get a little lifted. just don't become an addict...nothing more nauseating than line-striking or smiling addicts. productive and bubbly as they may be~

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