Northern Wisconsin...meh

Here is my story...briefly because my hands are very cold.

I was born in Saint Paul, MN and I had an average childhood. I had all the same awkward phases, strange friends, alcoholic parents and youthful humiliations as everyone else. Being that I grew up in the Twin Cities I developed a strong bit of hometown pride that is dripping in pretension. You see, because I am from the cities I get to look down at all the little people from little towns all around the mid-west. The little people I judge the most are the rural Wisconsin natives. Minnesota is far superior than Wisconsin in the first place, but being from the cities, well lets just say my pedestal is a tall one.

So anyway, I went to college (a traditional middle class white girl thing to do). I attended the University of Minnesota and majored in Studies in Cinema and Media Culture with a minor in Cultural Studies and Comparative Literature. The classes I took helped to make me profoundly aware of our American Culture though I have struggled to put it on paper. So the intention of this blog is to find an appropriate venue to air my grievances and primarily observe from my tall tall pedestal.

Now here is the clincher: I currently reside in rural Wisconsin. I know, seems like a strange place for a pretentious Midwestern urbanite to end up just after college, but the reasons will be explained in detail at a later date. I intend to put all of my observations in this blog to develop my thoughts on the Wisconsin:Minnesota paradigm and try and find some sort of formula or conclusion to why I am so miserable in a place not all that far from my blessed home city.

I ask of you, dear reader, to try and make sense o it all for me, and explain. Seriously, I cannot do this alone, I need your input. But, because this was an introduction and my hands are failing to type due to the temperature of my fingers I will give my initial thoughts on Northern Wisconsin at a later date, when my wit is sharp and my hands are nice and warm.

Thank You.