a cat lover.
though Tina only entered my life a year ago, i already considered myself a bona fide ailurophile.
many-colored, like a rainbow.
an enormous arcipluvian flag stands tall and erect at the corner of Castro and Market.
having no trace of life or organic remains.
sometimes, after several consecutive weeks of attending desert raves, she begins to feel azoic.
having an ample bosom with a deep cleavage.
no man can feel sorrow while buried in the warmth of his bathycolpian honey.
an abnormal fear or dislike of slime.
blennophobia need not deter you from riding BART, for their metal slugs move by electricity.
make a buzzing sound.
deter your amplifier from unnecessarily bombilating when not in use by muting your guitar.
another name for heartburn.
in order to alleviate my brash symptoms, i have seriously cut back on coffee, alcohol, and spicy food for the entire month.
a useless or valueless object.
if you’re looking for a brimborion, look no further than your own quarters; we’re all guilty.
to the joy of all those around her, even the silliest joke will cause Dorothy to cachinnate.
a malevolent spirit or person.
some believe a proper airing of sage sufficiently sends cacodaemons on their way.
the use of a word in a way that is not correct, for example, the use of mitigate for militate.
in order to avoid catachresis, either avoid tedious people or don’t speak at all.
having an onion-like smell or taste.
the year i discovered the power of cooking with onion was the year all my dishes became cepaceous.
an obsession with bed rest.
when i am with my love, my clinomania returns in full force.
of, relating to, or characterized by a symbiotic relationship in which one species is benefited while the other is unaffected.
Man’s relationship with Nature is purely commensal, no matter the protests of environmentalists, for nothing we do could permanently damage the Earth.
the act of drinking together in a company.
with so many frequent compotations occurring in the city, there’s rarely a reason to suffer the bottle alone.
crime passionel (n.)
a crime, typically a murder, committed in a fit of sexual jealousy.
establish ground rules in advance, lest your ménage à trois transform into a crime passionel.
living in or on trees; arboreal.
many dendrophilous creatures regularly gather on Hippie Hill.
(of a rock formation, region, etc.) producing or yielding diamonds.
how depressing to think that the recently discovered diamantiferous planet will soon be soaked in blood.
inflammation of a testis.
though males rarely protest enlargement in their genital region, didymitis is never welcomed.
period of sexual inactivity between “heats.”
female cats enjoy their dioestrum by not screaming like maddened banshees.
an incision of the lens of the eye, as for removal of cataract
cross my heart, hope to die, discission.
a person who collects the opinions and conjectures of ancient Greek philosophers.
in the 21st century, somebody should carry a lamp around the city streets; when asked what for, they should reply, “i’m looking for an honest doxographer.”
a liturgical formula of praise to God.
remember to regularly read your doxology, and nothing will happen.
with a dragon-shaped head.
to know if your cat can transform into a dragon, simply determine if it is dracocephalic.
mental breakdown from too much boozing.
contrary to common belief, ebriection cannot be alleviated with daily drinking.
weird and sinister or ghostly.
keep halloween eldritch, not slutty.
a medicinal substance mixed with honey or another sweet substance.
take this electuary if you want to see tracers.
pain in the head; headache.
don’t say you’re suffering from encephalalgia, unless you want your head to hurt more.
involuntary defecation, esp. associated with emotional disturbance or psychiatric disorder.
rumor has it there exists a sonic frequency and amplitude capable of invoking encopresis in all those who hear it.
speech that is not audible or visible.
my computer and i get along fine communicating with endophasia alone.
attracting the opposite sex, as the colors of certain birds.
what is it about gay men that women so often find epigamic?
an excessive love or reverence for knowledge.
only a christian would accuse one of epistemophilia.
requiring a desert habitat.
eremophilous are those who return to burning man every single year.
doesn’t Meryl’s feather sequined skirt look just fantabulous?
the delusion that one has become a cat.
there’s nothing wrong with a little galeanthropy, so long as you keep it to the bedroom.
even from a young age, the Coker twins spoke proficient galimatias.
go around from one place to another in the pursuit of pleasure or entertainment.
in Las Vegas, gallivanting has far surpassed all other modes of transportation.
to be content and happy due to a stomach full of beer.
the gambrinous man smiled a smile as peaceful as the Buddha.
the fear of getting married, being in a relationship, or commitment.
after several successful dates, he found her to be a perfect match in every way… except she did not share his gamophobia.
the globose man smiled a smile as peaceful as the Buddha.
an urge to look at sexually-explicit, obscene, scatological, lewd, vulgar, pornographic, or offensive pictures.
most people rarely experience grapholagnia until they gain access to the Internet.
a fear of nudity.
anyone born with gymnophobia must first and foremost be afraid of themselves.
irrational fear of or aversion to women.
gynephobia mixed with gymnophobia makes Jack a dull boy.
someone who is fond of nibbling on a woman’s ear.
lend me your ear, and i will sing you the song of the gynotikolobomassophile.
a slave or prostitute in the service of a temple (as in ancient Greece).
ever since the decrease in hierodules, worship just hasn’t been the same.
of or relating to the present day.
the hodiernal rising of the sun is one of the few things you can depend on in this world.
making horrible sound.
Trent Reznor thrives in horrisonant composition making.
1. confused; disorderly.
2. secret; clandestine.
in love, as in war, all is huggermugger.
diminished sensitivity to stimulation.
hypaesthesia is a natural part of growing up, and death is its ultimate conclusion.
an abnormal pleasure in anything.
given enough MDMA, one’s tendencies to hyperhedonia rapidly accelerate.
an idiosyncratic language invented and spoken by only one person or very few people.
each and every one of us hones an individual idioglossia, no matter what we want to believe.
ignis fatuus (n.)
a will-o’-the-wisp. something deceptive or deluding.
i am an ignis fatuus, not a firefly, declared the proud bug.
people claiming to possess special enlightenment or knowledge of something.
the true conspiracy: everybody purporting they know the truth behind all conspiracies are themselves members of the illuminati.
not subject to birth; self-existent.
the best music, innascible, we know before we hear.
suddenly emerging in the midst of something.
human consciousness is an endless chain of intersillent thoughts in an ocean of nothingness.
the state or condition of dying without having made a valid will or without having disposed by will of a segment of the property of the decedent.
so far, i am on track for intestacy, though my only dying wish is for my funeral to be a disco.
fringed with long pendent hairs like a mane.
she could not resist stroking his jubate head.
ideal physical and moral beauty.
adhere to strict kalokagathia to ensure certain disappointment in love.
the delusion of things being more beautiful than they are.
either Human After All is a wonderful work of sound and art, or i merely suffer from kalopsia.
Joy Division and Spacemen 3 specialize in the art of musical kippage.
imperfect speech, especially the repetition of meaningless sounds by babies.
if it’s anything like Hopelandic, it’s lallation not a language.
lay figure (n.)
a dummy or jointed manikin of a human body used by artists, esp. for arranging drapery on.
upon the artist’s desk lay the lay figure, waiting to be cast in dreams and nightmares.
to oscillate or waver.
gotta keep those loving good librations happening with her.
a mania, or obsession, for trying to recall forgotten words or a specific word.
goddamnit i just thought of this word for, like, obsessing over a word for something.
of or pertaining to a brothel; fit for the surroundings of a brothel.
little did her legions know, but Little Lupe loved her lupanarian lifestyle.
the love of darkness.
before the era of electricity, lygophilia might have been an advantageous attribute.
the fear or hatred of poetry.
to those with metrophobia: i have no words.
with minimal intellectual or cognitive content.
in spite of its author’s astronomical ego, ronblog is mostly micronoetic.
having smallest possible degree of faith.
yes, father, i have the greatest minimifidianism that some dude died for our sins.
using or speaking only one language.
the monoglot preferred to approach languages with a “depth-first search” as opposed to a “breadth-first search,” so he taught himself obscure words instead of practicing his Spanish.
foolish talk; nonsense; folly.
i don’t write poetry, i write morology.
a toothless one; more figuratively, an old beggar.
from Mission to Market, the city of San Francisco presents many wondrous opportunities to evade the omnipresent mumblecrust.
the process of organisms consuming fungi.
mycophagy, not Jesus Christ, presents the true way to eternal understanding.
a pathological state in which a person believes himself or herself to be dead.
talk about backfiring: the guy tried to fake his own death, but instead he fell into an inescapable episode of necromimesis.
going about in the night; night-wandering.
what is it with young people and their noctivagant ways?
the cognitive process; cognition.
as she stood there in her bra and boy shorts, i gradually experienced my faculties of noesis shutting down.
surprise and confuse (someone) so much that they are unsure how to react.
if you want to nonplus someone, just send them to http://link-wellexcusemeprincess.ytmnd.com/
person denying soul’s existence in space.
if you’re a nullibist like me, drummers have as little soul as drum machines.
having a strong religious or spiritual quality; indicating or suggesting the presence of a divinity.
the numinous state of all your jewelry seems at best dubious.
a formal lunch, or a formal word for lunch.
as much as i’d like to attend your important noontime meeting, i have previously engaged myself to an even more important nuncheon far, far away from the office.
to walk about; wander.
when in a major city, instead of frantically trying to “get somewhere,” i suggest you simply obambulate around.
greater and greater riches are acquired through steady, calculated evasion of any form of ophelimity.
of or pertaining to a coast.
all my life i’ve lived orarian, and i wouldn’t have it any other way.
kissing her yoni, sweet paizogony.
one who believes that everything material, however small, has an element of individual consciousness.
every stoner in the planetarium toyed with the possibility of being a panpsychist.
the habit or power of eating all kinds of food.
if only i could truly embrace pantophagy, then i’d never go hungry again.
a fear of everything.
i cowered in fear when reading the definition for “pantophobia” on account of my dreadful pantophobia.
the science of motion; kinematics.
economics is phoronomics; money makes the world go round.
an abnormal fear or dislike of beards.
maybe i’ve never met anybody suffering from pognophobia because they’re all hiding.
an excessive or pathological desire to eat.
without fail, doctor, i suffer from extreme polyphagia pangs in the morning, at noon, in the evening, and sometimes even in the middle of the night.
a fear of overwork or an abnormal distaste for exerting oneself or of becoming fatigued.
my colleague left the office early to go treat her ponophobia, so i’ll be having a long night.
an unconscious tendency to walk away from home; ambulatory automatism.
it’s well-documented that bouts of poriomania greatly increase wherever slavery flourishes, though nobody can explain why.
a description of a person’s social and family connections, career, etc., or a collection of such descriptions.
my friend’s startup is building an online prosopography that will take down Facebook, LinkedIn, and Twitter all at once.
(of a person or their face) showing signs of age or fatigue.
quit your drug benders or you’re only going to look more raddled.
marked by reverberation.
sometimes i think i can hear ancient sounds, reboant, streaming through space and time.