Crushing Krisis

Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand

Archives for September 2000

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I seem to actually have some vague muscle tone right now, which is trés trés exciting pour moi. I haven’t been buff in any sense of the word since i completed my stint at summer camp before Junior year. You have no idea how much definition you get from wrangling 15 six years olds every day, starting with an hour of swim instruction in the morning.

I haven’t had any muscle tone for quite a while. Towards the end of Junior year of high school i stopped eating red meat, and after a week or two i went totally vegetarian (for the first time since age five). The summer of 1998 was not my healthiest one ever, and i think i was sort of bordering on anorexia without ever being anorexic. I was being very conscious of what i was eating in terms of if it contained any animal and whether it was healthy or not. I sortof got into the mode of only eating when i really felt hungry, which usually isn’t enough for a 16-year old boy. Meanwhile, i have image issues in general which are totally seperate from eating disorders in every way. Combine those two things and you at-worst have a recipe for disaster (a fainting spell) and at best are gonna wind up rather skinny. And i did.

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wow, i crashed both my computers in the same ten minutes and it took this long to restart. i got da skillz!

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scarius from shafted says this in his most recent post:


However, I suspect that with enough thought I could come up with a definition of what makes a Lego-Block a Lego-Block and not a Lego-Gear or even a Lego-Beam. It’d take a while, but I think it could be done. It’d probably involve having lots of rules regarding various facets of the piece including function, shape, and connections. Similarly, most definitions are probably composites, for example you could define Love as some combination of chemical imbalances, behaviors, and mental processes. You’d probably also need some model representing the interplay of strictness and relevance of different facets as pertaining to the classification of a particular object. However, given enough time to think upon the matter, you could probably in this fashion define Love as opposed to Lust or Like just as you could define Lego-Block as opposed to Lego-Beam or Lego-Gear.

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One of the most heartbreaking things about moving to school last year was deciding which books came with me and which didn’t. In my room here at home i have a floor to ceiling bookshelf overflowing with all of the paperbacks i’ve ever bought – thousands of dollars worth of print, easily. Last year i had enough room in my dormitory for roughly ten books. I brought The Bell Jar, The Collected Sylvia Plath, The Trick is to Keep Breathing & Foreign Parts (galloway), The Sun the Moon and the Stars (brust), the trio of Dante’s books, and The Secret of Possesing Joy (walker). However, during the year i added quite a few novels to this number, both by bringing them from home and buying them. When i moved out on Friday i took with me The Beach & Tesseract (both Garland), 3 X-Men books (golden), The Right Stuff & The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test (wolfe), Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas (Thompson), everything Hitchhikers (Adams, one by Gaiman), Neverwhere (also Gaiman), and The Death and Life of Superman. Of these, i’ve elected a scant few to stay on the bookshelf in my new apartment. Considering that i’ve (re-)read them all in the past year this might seem silly, but i enjoy the comfort of having my most cherished words nearby.

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Matt Pollard is another blogger as obsessed with P.B as i am, and he’s leading me by three blogs right now, the bastard :) . Clicking on his link from here will still increase his hit count on Torrez (really, it will, i did that way on purpose), so go give the boy some attention. And then come back here and give me more.