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13.10.04

scuba class, Day 1.

in which i am still vaguely ill, and in which i am the only person to show up. The instructor decides that we will only do Notebook Things today and learn how to Assemble Octopi. we do notebook things. we assemble octopi and inflate various things and there are a lot of valves and he uses words like "buddy" and "blast" and "embolism." One does not hold one's breath. we do more notebook things, which consist of looking at the workbook and going over all the answers and whenever i say "Do you have a picture of tissue emphysema" he says "No." he says tissue emphysema results in an itchy rash (or was that the too-much-nitrogen coming-out-too-fast disease?) and wrinkley or bulgy skin. tissue emphysema is also called crepitus. here is an autoposy protocol for Victims of Diving Accidents. i wonder can you pop a bubble of nitrogen under your skin? what the fuck? you can't light it on fire, though. moving on. i cannot find any pictures. One can wear normal clothes (or Ren Faire clothes) under a drysuit. Pure oxygen is really quite bad for you. Dropping 100 feet is like slamming 3 martinis. We're done an hour and a half early.

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