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Friday, November 7th, 2003
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so, with a little help and inspiration from mars ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) twohitsthesix, i made me a new journal. i'll be switching to it for primary use, and i've already added most of you to my friends list.
Check me out. thenicalledyou
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Thursday, November 6th, 2003
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Today I awoke and it felt very much like christmas morning. The way the sun was coming in through the windows, but you can still tell that it's damn cold outside...Maybe i'm crazy. And here's further proof.
This will be my last year in america. Seriously. I applied for a two-year working visa to live in London. I'll finish college there, and they'll pay for some of it. The government sets me up with housing and gets me all squared away with taxes and all that good stuff. I stay there going to school and working for two years, and then if I want, I can stay for a third year just seeing the sights. So all in all I'll be out of the country for three years. I've been thinking about this for about a week, and then I finally went over it with my mother...and she said I should go for it while i'm young. I was honestly shocked to have my mothers support on something. But that was kinda the line. I got the supposrt of the parental units...so i'm going. And i'm very very very excited.
-Jordan
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Tuesday, November 4th, 2003
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Update time, for those of you keeping score. I.E. not me.
School = bad. Mostly because i am reluctant to attend anymore. Why? awake at 8 am is no way to go through life, son. I'd rather be sleeping. However, I have been considering attempting to overcome my addiction to slumber. Now the big question is, will I follow through witht his plan? I'm saying place your bets on NO. At least I considered attempting it. And as we all learned from G.I. Joe, that's what really counts...no wait, that's knowing is half the battle. Ummm, please strike my former comment from the record. As it was ass-wrong.
And yes, there is a difference between wrong and ass wrong. Say someone says that 7 times 7 is 45, that's what we refer to as wrong. If someone says that 7 times 7 is 878279872857...well that's ass wrong. Got it? good.
And so i'm considering moving to London after the next 2 semesters of school. There's a nifty gov't program i'm interested in. Where they pay for me to party. And that, kids, is rocktastic. And no, you can't come with me.
As the clock in the lower right hand corner of the screen tells me, it's almost midnight. Since all my friends are a bunch of punks, and no one was doing a midnight showing of TMR, i'm going to feed my addiction. Maybe i'll see you there.
Whoa.
-Jordan.
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Tuesday, October 21st, 2003
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your heart felt good. It was drippin pitch, and made of wood.
Does anyone know how the world will end? If so, please relay this information to me. And i'm not talking the bible version. Heard that all my life. I want the story from the people, dammit...
So in attempt to completely sabotage my life, I skipped more classes today. I'm beginning to wonder how many of them i'm actually still enrolled in. And in an attempt to placate my parents,(and keep myself busy) I cleaned house and did laundry. Just something to pass the time.
Oh, I also didn't go into work tonight. Mostly because they scheduled me to work on my n/a day. See, where i'm from, n/a means not available. Maybe there's a language barrier that i'm incognisant of.
It all keeps coming down to the "m'eh" factor. The whole thing where i don't care. And don't want to do anything about it. Oh well. Fuck me, I suppose.
Okay. off to waste my time.
-Jordan
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Monday, October 20th, 2003
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| Subject: | hm. |
| Time: | 12:19 pm. |
| Mood: |  curious. | | Music: | dead poetic - august winterman. |
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New icon. Much props to the Linds xdysasterx
So i'm still a poor bastard. But I am making the best of it. I've learned to eat at home more, and to find ways to entertain myself without spending money.
So as some of you know, but not all of you, so I shall educate. Switchblade is no more. I'm pretty sure most of you knew, but just thought i'd clue everyone else in. I've sold my Mesa and my drums. So I really don't have a whole lot here at the house anymore. I've two guitars and one amp. If the money for the Mesa ever decides to show up, i'ma buy some new drums. yeah.
Hey, Dead Poetic has a show in November. You should go. You KC people.
What else.
My hair is getting a tad long. And i'm not cutting it. Ha, and I have a beard now too. An interesting approach for myself.
MMkay. that's all. go away now.
-Jordan
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Friday, October 17th, 2003
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It really is hard to notice what's passing by with eyes lowered. That's kinda of how my life has been going. Things have been going right on by and I don't really care. Which is sad, but whatever. Seasonal affective disorder sucks.
I still have yet to recieve payment for my Mesa, which is really beginning to irritate me. I made a tiny mistake in spending all my money I had left on my car payment payment because I figured the mesa money would be here when I got back from Michigan. Well, it's not. And i've been back for a while now. Damn.
I don't think i'll have my cell much longer either. It's acting stupid, and I have not the urge to fix it. Or the money to fix it. And no one really calls me on it anyway. It shall not be missed.
I suppose this is where I jump on the bandwagon with the "I have no direction" speech. But you all have read it soo many times i'll spare you the intricacies. I just don't. And I don't feel like getting any, really. And i'm not bitching. I have life good. I just need to straighten it out a bit, is all. Figure out what I want to do.
I did make it to michigan tho. Jasmine's wedding was nice. It was small, and bagpipey. I approve. I met Jas' sister Oli. Pretty hot in her wedding getup. Uhh, Got drunk with Linds and Bren. Also good times. Ran out of gas on the way home. Sucked. Got a cold. Sucked. An adventure for sure. Okay, this is getting way long for me. It ends now.
-Jordan
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Thursday, October 2nd, 2003
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well...today has been a gloriouly uneventful thursday. Went to see Kurt...and Kurt. Yeah 2 different Kurts...it confuses me, too. Got some music and some other shiznit, so it was all good.
Is anyone going to deathcab on teusday?...yeah didn't think so. Just thought i'd ask.
Two trips for Oct.
1) going to Jasmine's wedding/ seeing Brenna (yay!)
2) driving to St. Louis to see Broken Social Scene...oh hell yeah.
In other news, I thought I had missed my western civ. test, but by the good graces of whoever's up there....it got pushed back until teusday. Saved, I tell you. Saved.
I suppose that's all. Apologies to those of you trying to call my cell. But I think i'm leaving it off for a couple more days...the damn thing is distracting. *apologizes to you</>.
Allright all. I leave.
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Monday, September 29th, 2003
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Starflyer 59. This marks the third time that i've seen them. I'm mostly going b/c it's an acoustic performance...that and all things bright and beautiful are playing. Exciting.
Just under two weeks until I take off for Michigan again. Looking forward to seeing all those kids again. Not looking forward to, however, a 13 hour drive in a Honda Civic. The price I pay.
In all actuality, i think I posted this out of lack of other things to do. You guys don't care that i'm going to see starflyer. Hell, I think only one of my friends even knows who they are. But alas. Describing your sad life is what you do in a livejournal right? That and bitch about people who do you wrong? Maybe i've been going about this whole LJ thing wrong...
But dammit, someone needs to do my laundry, who isn't me. Laundry sucks. Not having drums sucks. Sucks. Hah.
Someone pay for my deathcab ticket.
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Friday, September 26th, 2003
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I wrote this in class this morning.
"i'm okay right now. Tomorrow i'll die."
The aftermath of a philosophy test that I didn't study AT ALL for, but somehow think I managed to kick it's ass.
I need to quit skipping class.
"fuck off croquet".
The back porch of someone's house is where we meet to stare over each other's shoulders.
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Thursday, September 18th, 2003
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Welcome home.
You know, I never can come up with a post worth...well, posting.
Life is just too busy at this point.
So I say goodbye.
For now.
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Monday, September 15th, 2003
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a knack for pissing people off.
"used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked ya for that...now you're all gone, got your makeup on and you're not coming back..."
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Saturday, September 6th, 2003
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i am a moron who broke his new cell phone. I got a new one but the number's different. here it is call it. it misses you.
(816) 729-0803
all for now, mates.
-Jordan
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Friday, September 5th, 2003
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So i'm 21 now. And i don't feel any different as per the usual. Work soon, and I reeeeaaaaallllllyyy don't wanna go. Oh well, c'est la vie. Ummm...yeah school is okay, but boring. What else is new?
Not much. I'll let ya know when something else comes up.
-Jordan
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Monday, September 1st, 2003
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| Subject: | hm. |
| Time: | 3:25 pm. |
| Mood: |  envious. | | Music: | the streets - turn the page. |
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I turn 21 tomorrow.
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Wednesday, August 27th, 2003
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a new cell phone. let me know if you want the number. i'm not posting it on here, mostly out of fear of the masterfully trained army of ninja monkeys. All for now.
-Jordan
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Monday, August 25th, 2003
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I can't even begin to tell you how badass Norma Jean and the Bled were last night...so amazing...Got to talk to scotty from NJ, and bought some shirts. Started college today, and I must say, Krista has the coolest bangs ever. More as I deem it necessary.
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Tuesday, August 19th, 2003
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| Subject: | m'eh. |
| Time: | 12:43 pm. |
| Mood: | confused. | | Music: | Pinback - lyon. |
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fuck.
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Thursday, August 14th, 2003
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| Subject: | ha. |
| Time: | 11:59 pm. |
| Mood: | crushed. | | Music: | Underoath - The Sun Still Sleeps. |
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I went out to dinner with Underoath and Atreyu. Cool.
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Monday, August 11th, 2003
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i am an indie snob!
How indie are you? test by ridethefader
You're just too cool for school, aren't you? You're pretty narrow minded
and opinionated with regards to music (and probably most other things
as well). But you're allowed to be, because you really are better
than everyone else. You take pride in obscurity.
You probably prefer vinyl too, you elitist bitch.
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creative.
contemplative.
lethargic.
irritated.
amused.