Speaking of things that don’t make sense:
“This book is like a spaceship with no recognizable components, no rivets or bolts, no entry points, no way to take it apart. It is very shiny, and it has no discernible flaws. If you could somehow smash it into smaller pieces, there would certainly be no way to put it back together again. It simply is.”
Dave Eggers, in the foreword to ‘Infinite Jest’
Lady and Gentlemen Moofs, I am no longer just thinking about reading ‘Infinite Jest‘, I am no longer just having ‘Infinite Jest’ watch me pee (like Satan does) from the highest shelf of my bathroom random-shelf-thingie–I have picked the book up, all 1000-ish frightening, nonsensical pages of it, and I have finally dived in.
First 100 hundred pages:
1. I don’t know wtf is going on. (Oh well, not really addicted to ‘clarity’ as it were….)
What concerned me more is that
2. All these words keep coming up that I don’t know. 0_0
Quick! How many of these words do you know?
atavistic (I word I feel I SHOULD know, but alas, don’t)
lapidary: A cutter, polisher and engraver of precious stones.
fantods: A state of irritability or tension. Syn: fidgets
thoracic: Chest (as in thoracic or chest cavity)
atavistic: Recurrence in an organism of a trait or character typical of an ancestral form and usually due to genetic recombination. Syn: throwback
ideation: The capacity for or the act of forming or entertaining ideas, exp. suicidal ideation
hypocapnia: A deficiency of carbon dioxide in the blood.
dipsomania: An uncontrollable craving for alcoholic liquors.
Definitions taken from Merriam-Webster Online ^^]
And I’ll keep y’all posted on ‘Jest’… my goal is to have this brick under my belt by the end of the month…