The flights went off without a hitch. I got into PDX around 2:00ish. (Another shout-out to Amanda and Jake who are totally killer) From there, I took the MAX train into town. It wiggled. It wiggled a lot. My suitcase fell down once. I checked in at the hostel after a 15-minute walk or so from the train stop. It was green and not flat.
I loafed for a bit but got into doing to some more job searching. When I got sick of that, I decided to take a walk around the area. I estimate it must have been around two or three miles, all told. I kept an eye out for ‘Now Hiring’ signs and apartment complexes that were currently leasing. Plenty of apartments, but the only ‘Hiring’ sign I saw was in the window of Hollywood Video. I have not ruled it out.
I came back to the hostel and drafted an email for a potential job that wasn't entirely molded from bullshit. We’ll see what happens with that. At this point I got hungry, so I sojourned for vittles. As it turned out, I accidentally ate pretentious pasta. I poked into this Italian place, and before I realized my mistake, I was seated. It had menu items at full dollar values. By then, I was too uncomfortable to admit my mistake and leave to get a burger or something, so I wound up getting a spaghetti and meatball appetizer and a disarmingly potent lemon drop. That thing was beastly.
Then I went to bed around nine because I am apparently an old man. Stay tuned for more wacky adventures! Day two shall hold, at the very least, applying at Hollywood video, a car wash, and checking out the vintage clothing job. Yowzers!
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