Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
Krisis has been creating Crushing Krisis since 2000, writing songs since 1996, and reading comics since 1991. He is a Customer Success and Digital Brand Strategy executive, serial organizer, parent, and feminist, among other things. Based in Philly through 2017, he now resides in Wellington, NZ.
by krisis
I was just a real person with a real life for a whole week. I work for a living, i go out to eat, i pay bills, i write songs, i have friends, i have romantic interests. I don’t think i’ve ever spent another week as vivid and adult before in my entire life. And i don’t think i’ve ever felt so randomly tossed around by everything that’s been happening to me – maybe control is for the uninteresting.
by krisis
And now it is the weekend again, and this week feels as though it floated away out from under me without my having taken the slightest notice. I played my guitar once, i watched teevee once, and i ate out every night, and here i am easily $60 in the hole and otherwise absolutely the same. Hopefully the weekend will make up for it…
by krisis
My right tonsil is the approximate size and shape of a golf ball right now. I have to swallow crookedly to get around it. I’m not entirely sure how this happened (oh, other than the several hours i spent walking around in the rain last night), but it’s starting to really bother me a great deal. My tonsils, apparently, are so very abused from all the strep throat i had as a child that the slightest chill or post-nasal drip sends them ballooning out of control. And it sucks. I’d love to get them taken out, but apparently my recovery time could be horrendous seeing as how huge they are. Yum.
by krisis
Silly me, i was still reloading the sorry screen at blogger hours after Ev finished the update to the system, mostly because i’m an inattentive silly head. That can be generalized as the main problem here, for sure.
by krisis
So, yeah. My main person to hang out and do work with in the office left on some sort of wild admissions road-trip, so i have the urge to just hide behind my desk for the next two hours until tonight’s sleepover students get here and i’m sucked into that whole drama. Oh yeah. Drama.