Monday, January 14, 2008

There is a first for everything

Well it's the first day of the week and I've managed to only get by with Nate fixing a minor repair on one of my weatherstrips.

"why do we live here" a question that no matter how hard you try it's almost impossible to keep it from escaping your lips every winter. I'm watching him cut some glass for a window. Light taps that diminish down the alley way. They continue forever because the cold just can't let it go.

"Who do you think is going to go to the Superbowl?"
"Well, I'm going to say the giants because I don't want the Packers to win and the Patriots just because they are a good team." We discuss how the Packers aren't going to lose but I'm hopeful for horrible reasons at getting back at people from Wisconsin just for defining a whole new term of the word weird.

This immediately reminds of the start of my week which really felt like last weekend. My friend Melissa took me to a party in south Minneapolis that had great set up full of art and all the techno music you can stomach. There was a DJ there from Wisconsin who looked kind of scattered and haven't had a bite to eat in days. He ran around the room while waving his limbs around yelling how he is a cheese head. This is why I hate Wisconsin I think to myself. What is interesting lately is that I've started to like techno music a little more. I mean I used to be really into it when I was younger but only because it was a place where I could basically do A LOT of drugs. Ever since then I would always just kind of make fun of it not giving it a chance again and basically making it the only thing in music that I wouldn't listen to. Being as open minded as I can this always bothered me but I guess not that much. Now, it's starting to grow on me because people in Wisconsin can create interesting music with old Nintendo beats while talking about cheese. It was exciting none the less just having one more thing that I'm open to.


But this week has been a week full of firsts. For instance this week is going to be incredibly cold and it will continue through next week which makes my joints ache now just thinking about it. Other then that I've decided to enrich myself by taking some night classes at MCTC. MCTC has changed since I last went to school there. The look is completely different, things are more expensive, the Internet is everywhere and the dinky coffee cart has changed into a full gourmet coffee shop serving caribou coffee. Instead of being surrounded by old people looking much like they stepped right out of the movie Fargo I stepped into a room full of young people that appear to have a minor in fashion design. The school is beautiful but I couldn't help wishing back just for a second the stained couches that we would sleep on during breaks next to the bums or the stale feeling that you would get walking down the halls which immediately made your back slouch and told you that you were either in a public school or a hospital.

In any case the change is good and I guess in some ways I felt like that old person in class. Not that I'm very old but I just felt not like a newbie. When I thought about it I guess it was nice to just realize that it has just started to translate into every aspect of life in general. I'm not scared to try new things which is a great way to feel or to have that type of confidence. Things change but not everything as I realize later with a near death experience of an acrobatic tumble and a white coat completely ruined later that I'm still that clumsy human being that for example trips up the steps on her first day of school like when I was 18.

I'm not really sure what else is in store for me for the rest of the week. Hopefully if things go well a good dose of hanging out with some new faces and fixing my relationships with some old ones that I've been careless and neglectful. For sure more classes and learning things in ariel lift. Probably some curling and some drinking in there too while seeing if maybe I can manage a first official week without breaking something at work.
Today I'm grateful for all my firsts and all my everything else in between.

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