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Jordan

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About Me


    I am seventeen feet tall and have trees for arms.

    Other tall people make me uncomfortable.

    My third finger is abnormally shorter than my first, making it impossible to play decent tremolo and apparently implicating a physiological homosexual inclination.

    I smell of cloves and patchouli.

    Running is absurd, unless for self-preservation.

My Interests

Music:

There is much I've yet to hear

Movies:

I avoid the penny dreadfuls.

Books:

Historical-philosophical trash, mostly: Foucault, Gide, Jeannie P, and the like. Most of it's French, though I hardly speak a word.

My Blog

ekstasis, shmekstasis

I'm awake. Yes; that is a bulletin: The mononucleotic boy with the geriatric physique cannot sleep. I'll be dead on the 'morrow. Metaphorically. Literally. Meanwhile, I'm sifting through hours o...
Posted by Jordan on Sat, 25 Aug 2007 01:55:00 PST

Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise

For those who deign to read this cal,* I offer an update:I am--after months of self-anticipation--squeezing something of moderate value from these guitars which I've owned since forever. Yes; I'm in a...
Posted by Jordan on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 10:29:00 PST

God complex

My room is hot and smells of leather. I bought new shoes; they're gaudy but necessary. The old ones tore out a large section of toenail. I smote the hell out of them. But that's not what I meant t...
Posted by Jordan on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 04:15:00 PST

Milktoast

Why I should major in Engineering: It's comparatively easier than other disciplines. I say this because everything is self-defined. (The derivative of ln|x| is always 1/x; a horse is always a cylind...
Posted by Jordan on Fri, 01 Sep 2006 09:15:00 PST

Regression toward the mean

Solipsism is delightful; it defies interpersonal justification, and that's tops. Cheer for authenticity!Also (auf Deutsch, bitte): Five arbitrary statements of variable significance I want to buy th...
Posted by Jordan on Fri, 28 Jul 2006 11:58:00 PST

The Salvia Monologues

Ich lehre euch den bermenschen. Der Mensch ist Etwas, das berwunden werden soll. Was habt ihr gethan, ihn zu berwinden? Affirmation (A Disclaimer) I haven't the right to write. What claim must I lay ...
Posted by Jordan on Sun, 22 Jan 2006 12:44:00 PST

Ignorance is Strength

Hello, my friends and lovers.(Assumptions are rampant nowadays; wouldn't you agree?)The wonderful world of personal convenience has finally seeped into the weblogs! Those exquisite corporate executive...
Posted by Jordan on Sun, 06 Nov 2005 02:37:00 PST

Phenomenalism and Vagrancy

Good eve, readers.That statement is a potential nay, probable when considering the odds deception yielded from overly-feigned geniality (which, of course, absolves all sin). In stringent practicalit...
Posted by Jordan on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

A Maslovian orgasm in the most debased sense

Disheartened greetings, mes amis. I returned last night from that veritable Auschwitz known as Franklin Middle School (having suffered through a painfully crowded staging of The Wizard of Oz, wherein ...
Posted by Jordan on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

"He'd sell his soul for just a piece of meat."

Greetings, favored reader. Today marks the final day of my fast. Aside from the occasional stabbing pain and the temporary blindness, the past 100 hours have been a rather positive experience. (Cue...
Posted by Jordan on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST