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with my sister Mags in Paris, 2002
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"I am a white male, a somewhat unpopular demographic within granting agencies, it turns out."
More about Mathias
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College/University:
Duke University, Attended 2003 - 2005, Class of 2008, Ph.D.
University of Chicago, Attended 1995 - 1999, Class of 1999, Bachelor's Degree, Psychology
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Occupation:
Graduate Student
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Hobbies and Interests:
gaming, poker, racquetball, scuba, foosball, techno-geeky stuff, the future, the brain, wasting time on the internet, learning guitar
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Favorite Books:
Robert J. Sawyer, (Calculating God), Orson Scott Card, (Speaker for the Dead), Greg Egan, (Permutation City), Neal Stephenson, (Cryptonomicon), The Onion, The Book of Ratings
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Favorite Movies:
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Amelie, Magnolia, Memento, The Royal Tenenbaums, American Graffiti, Being John Malkovich, Donnie Darko, Fight Club, Almost Famous, Spirited Away
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Favorite Music:
Depeche Mode, Barenaked Ladies, Erasure, The Shins, New Pornographers, Andrew Bird, Duran Duran, XTC, R.E.M., Toad the Wet Sprocket, Queen, The Cure, Boston, George Winston
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Favorite TV Shows:
30 Rock, Lost, Rome, Survivor, Daily Show, Colbert, ATHF, MST3K, Battlestar Galactica, Life on Mars, Extras, Planet Earth
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Zodiac Sign:
Aries
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About Me:
I am a white male, a somewhat unpopular demographic within granting agencies, it turns out.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Someone funny, smart, stunningly good-looking, and otherwise quite amazing.
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write the longest Mat testimonial.
Mat...Mat...wildcat...pbchooo...
Right! Mat! Tall guy. Dark hair.
Light hair? I guess Mat dyed his
hair. Fine, Marty, you take over.
My girlfriend once described him
as "baby-faced", but this was most
assuredly meant as a compliment.
On the other hand, do not let this
motherfucker play Mario Kart.
thought him a bit aloof when I first
met him, in part because he's quiet, in
part because of his staggering
intellect. But really, Mat is an open
book. It's just takes awhile to learn
the language; once you do you'll find
the pages a joy to read again and
again. Solid as a rock, Mat has always
been there for me (which has been quite
often, I have to confess) and has never
let differences come between us. He
has provided the proverbial bitch-slap
when needed (as it is frequently),
although he always takes just a bit off
at the end because he's a big teddy-
bear at heart (and he knows what a wuss
I can be). His endless pursuit of
knowledge and stimulation have finally
taken him to where he wants to be:
enrolled in the exclusive Duke Psych
PhD program, but along the way it
expanded my love for music, books, and
especially the insane movies we'd watch
trying to scare ourselves senseless
(often to great success). Perhaps the
most beautiful trait about Mat, though,
is his ear. It is always friendly,
always turned the right way when
needed. His advice is always sage-
like, but he knows when it is not
wanted or needed (although occasionally
he just can't help himself). He's
never waiting to talk, just listening
to everything said and unsaid. I
cannot conceive of a finer quality to
possess, and it cannot spring forth but
from the truest fountain. There is
nothing I can't tell him, except maybe
to stop wearing tank-tops. Mat is
ceaselessly witty, more attractive than
he thinks he is, a great singer,
sometimes too smart for his own good,
and the possessor of a truly charming
smile he thinks is silly. There are
only two things to avoid around Mat:
one is competition, regardless of
medium, because he will invariably beat
you down and laugh sardonically, the
other is to overtly pass gas, because
he'll kick your offending posterior.
long bones and 14 small bones in his
body. He is a semi-pro jazz/hip-hop
dancer and part-time accredited
instructor. He is the second chair
Harp player (which I believe is
referred to as Second Plucker) for the
Aurora County Eureka Night College
Philharmonic and Rodeo Clown Squad. He
has never swallowed a light bulb. He
is a man of logic and principles. But
for as much as he studies and worships
the brain he has not been known to
neglect the reason of the heart. He is
a great life-long friend and a fabulous
kisser. I appreciated the creative
dirty talk, but I didn't like the
biting. And those hands. THE HANDS!
Like two giant ping-pong paddles. A
Back like a coffee table. A Chest like
speed bumps. And legs that never seem
to end, but then do in a most curious
and unexpected way. Mat, I trust I am
not embarrassing you but the people
need to know these things. They have a
right to know. Also they should know
that more than half of the things I
said in this testimonial are either
exaggerations or outright falsehoods.
It's called subterfuge, assholes, now
leave mat alone.
Marty's assesment of Mat. The man is
a villian, a scoundrel! The first
time I met him I accidentally spilled
cofee on him and he beat me
mercilessly with his stiletto heels.
Hear me good people, he is a monster!
Worst of all, he has sold his soul to
the devil in order to excel in super
monkey-ball. His prowess at video
games is supernatural, born of a pact
with the dark powers. Save
yourselves! Hide your daughters!
And if that weren't bad enough... he
talks in his sleep!
YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME! How could
you leave me for a real doll??????
Sorry, I overdosed on vitamin E.