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Monday, August 11, 2008

New post New post!!!

Alright, so in the last (and only post) I said something along the lines of not discussing my everyday mundane life, but let's (and by 'let's' I mean 'i') admit that my everyday life is pretty damn sweet and eeeveryone wants to hear all about it.

That said... I HAVE A JOB IN MADISON THAT ROCKS MY CHEESE HEAD OFF!
oh, and did I mention that this city is fantabulastic? It's like the city version of Grinnell College, which basically means that everybody is awesome and I am very happy.

So far, my friends include me, my stereo, my camera, and all the people I send silent hello's to, but who don't know I exist, but I am confident that these fabrications of human connection will soon evolve into healthy face-to-face conversations...just so long as I remember to stop tripping on every shadow of an obstacle because my head is too far up in the air to look down.

Otherwise, I've checked out the Saturday market (delightful people watching), the outdoor Jazz fest, the National Slam Poetry Contest (so amazing, props to all those who competed or dreamed of competing), State Street in all its glory, I am a contented member of the Willy St. Co-op, and a soon to be regular at Tango Wednesdays at the Cardinal (my new apartment building). Hoo-rah!

After 10 days of mooching off of Grinnell Alumni (neither of whom I have met), I am finally in my new apartment. All of my "stuff" is within my leased boundaries so all I need now is to sabotage the offensive plug-in air freshener in the hallway and get my hands on a kitchen table, couch and bed. But I'm not worried about the furniture. With Hippie Christmas coming up, the good people of Madison will surely produce some fine fixable furniture freebies for the finishing of my fumigated forum (er, apartment).

and if you're wondering what Hippie Christmas is, it is a wonderful oportunity for those with no money and no household furnishings to take from those with too much of said furnishings to deal with. It lies between the 14th or August when everyone in Madison is kicked out of their homes and the 15th when the are permitted to move into their new ones. This gap wherein most of madison is homeless for about 24 hours usually results in discarded goods left on the streets for scavengers to come by and furtively (or not so furtively) reassign into their own possession....in fact, afforementioned act is in the process outside the coffee shop window as I type.

If anyone is looking for something to do next weekend, I'm currently in the market for borrowed muscle as I hunt for furniture to call my own.

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