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Tuesday, August 26, 2003 - 9:30 pm

The war has begun...

Age2 of Kings of Chaos has started. New weapons, new priceing, new ranking system that kinda pisses me off but its all for the better so I'll deal with it. The games really gonna fucking start to play from the beging. I started a month or 2 into age1 so it was faily easy to make money. I understand the game well enough though, Munka -my main account in age1- is at ranking 800 some already, and EyePain -a gimp account from age1 that I'm playing for age2- is around 1,100 ranking, this is out of almost 30,000 accounts alright. EyePain has the 257th highest defense in the game too -shrug- I'm proud ;p. So yea... all you bastards use my link, sign up with my as your commander and lets rule this shit. And if you dont want to play, at least click the link everytime you read my site. Least you can do for all the quasi-amusing things I give you.

http://www.kingsofchaos.com/recruit.php?uniqid=t23mrn8a Is the stright link if you wanna copy paste it and This is the link if ya just wanna CLICK IT. You use the link, then click the number that they show you to verify that its not spam, and your not a bot. Then use the page with all the blah blah blah about my war machine on it if you wanna signup an account.

So to sell myself as your commander I'll give you this information. I've been playing the game for about 6 months, so I'm not going to ditch on you and leave you hanging. A commanders job is to help you defend your kingdom, I have the 257th highest defense in the game and I can do that ;). Also, a comander gets 1 soilder for every couple of clicks you get and I'm always trying to be as large as possible, so I can gurentee I'll click your link everyday if you sign up under me. -thinks- Yea I guess thats about it, you've already decided if you're going to sign up or not so whatever I say here wont sway you.

Sunday, August 24, 2003 - 10:30 pm

Give me violence or give me death!

YEY SUMMER SLAM! So the PPV was on tonight, with the big bad elemination chamber match. 6 people, 2 miles of chain, 10 tons of steel, only the second time the match has ever been done. After seeing probally half of the first match in clips I was so fucking excited for this match I almost had a hardon. So I flip it on, match after crappy assed fucking match I was disappointed, I've seen more blood and random acts of life threating violence on infomericals for sports cream. Whats the point of watching wrestling? Indepth storyline? Hell no. Excticing drama? fuck that. Watching 2 or more people beat each other lifeless with a 10ft ladder? Duh, there ya go.

Back to the topic at hand... I sat threw a whole crappy halfass pay per view to see this fantastic match. First three guys, did stright technicall wrestling, yippie fucking yay. Then nash comes in, starts kicking some hardcore ass, blood starts flowing (minor but it was there kinda) and loses at the drop of a hat? WTF!?!? Ok ok couple guys left.. it could still get good... ok another pined.. it could still get good. I kept saying "This could still get good" untill the final two, which was over in about 30secs. I was sitting there, stuned goin .. "Thats it?". And yes, thats it, couple blood smears minor violence and not a god damned match worth watching. Makes me glad I dont pay to watch this shit because I'd definitly be bitching at someone about this if I did. Sure i'm bitching already, but I'm not telling you to give me my 40 dollars back now or I'll show you what a real wrestling match should look like...

FUCK THE GOD DAMN WWE!!!!! Gimmie back my fuckign ECW, gimmie back my fucking XPW! Give me back something with fucking barbewire and explosives and fat men willing to risk their lifes taking a 40ft fall with nothing but 3 tables to slow them down. I want violence and I want it now god fucking damn it...

Saturday, August 23, 2003 - 11:30 pm

Glow sticks and hamburgers...

Today I ate hardees'... ugh much love to who ever made that place. Thick-ass-burgers... no words can describe them other than bliss and love. Lovefull bliss? Maybe. Im sure there was more of a point to this when I started, but all I can think of is shallow praises to a fucking hamburger... jen look out, you got some compition, and their name is angus.

On the way to janseville, for some hydra thunder lovin I came up with an idea... Some one steal this and credit me, so long as I get part of the profits, or 50% owner I wont sue you. The idea is this... Take an aracde and cross it with a rave. Hydro thunder, DDR, House of the Dead kinda shit glowing in a dark room with techno bounding the damn walls in and out and people jumping around with glow sticks eating unmarked pills. Fan-fucking-tasic is what that is. Drug dealers will sit down to play games so they dont looks out of place untill the buyer/seller comes... Ravers will eventually need to take a break from dancing, why not do it at a nice racing game? In the right area it would floursh, because your not going to charge a door fee for an arcade, its a free everyday rave that could quite possibly never end. OR you could charge 5 bucks door and wave the fee with the purchace of $10 of tokens... that way the losers that are just stoping by to suck up your damn social service have to pay too. But thats a last resort if your loseing money, the impulse buying of tokens should be enough to keep you running. You could even have condom/glow stick machines in the bathroom... I've seen it done before. Oh Oh Oh and I came up with a name for it too... "Gamers Extacsy" keeps with the whole raver theme while showing that its still about the gaming. YEY games, YEY PROFIT!

Monday, August 18, 2003 - 10:00 pm

Nick nack patty wack blah blah blah blah blah....

What the fuck is up with people and their god damned nick nacks. What a worthless god damn hobby... Lets go spend hundreds of dollars on worthless crap to sit on the damn window sil and gather dust. Then we can brag to our damn coffee club freinds about it and wipe them down everytime someone comes over. Yey glass boots, thats really going to come in handy when push comes to shove. Im sure glad a bought that vase it really helped me to validate mylife. I was listening to the radio the other day and there was a guy that spend 35,000 on a fucking mushroom... know what happens to a mushroom? it rots. This guy could litterally sit there and watch $35,000 rot away in front of his eyes. Wow, sounds like fucking fun to me.

Flys anger me... we've had a lot around here lately. I dont know where it came from, but I have this phobia, about flys burying into my skin and making home there. Just sitting there under a protective layer of my skin, feasting off my flesh, shitting everywhere in side of me, and laying it young there to form a collony of super skin dewling flys. Much like a tick. Today one of them landed on me and I felt it doing something so I looked and it had its head jabbing into my arm. I'm pretty sure it was trying to dig into me... I dont even know if it could, but im worried about what would happen if I was asleep and couldnt defend myself. Wake up to shave and I have a fly living in my face????

I've heard that the average life span of a fly is about one day, but maybe that was just a type of fly. Either way... imagine this... One fly digs its way into your skin, on your back or something where you cant see. It lays down its crop of flesh eating sons of bitchs and dies. All these little bastards hatch, eat you, mate in you, and die. Eventually your back will be a giant grave yard filled with fly corpses with hundredes of flys running about under your skin. You'd be a whole eco system of death, decay, and incect insest. And people are afraid of clowns?

Sunday, August 17, 2003 - 2:30 pm

uuuggghhhh sleeepppp iss bbaaddd yy00000000....

My sleeping habits have become eratic and unhealthy I'm sure... Right now I'm running off 2 hours of sleep (since 8pm, almost 24 awake) with drinking and such in there. Im half fucking dead right now, and my eyes burn but I cant quite feel it actually....

loves to jen jen, who just slapped up a new site... Its new so as of the time of the update theres not a whole lot there, but in time -shrug- Gonna put it here and on the side bar
..:Lantz's Girl:..

Other than that not a whole lot to update, I mostly just wanted to plug the jen's site and make sure everyone knew I was alive. Bout it really... ugh... half alseep and trying so hard not to ramble :p

Thursday, August 14, 2003 - 5:00 pm

Click click click Click click click Click click click Click click click

Mmmm... the clickity clakity of click klacks... I cant remember what there really called, maybe they are just called click klacks, the world may never know. But I've developed a new NeoPet fetish (yey thanks jen) and I saw them in a shop, sure there just pixles but I almost bought them there to relive my childhood. I havent touched one of them in years, and I'm sure there annoying for the guy next to you, but damn are they fun. There the little sticks with balls on them and the whole point is to click the balls back and forth for hours on end.... cheap, simple, and amusing. And if the fun ever runs out, do it while people are around just to see how bad you can piss them off. These are one of the fue good things in life.. so pure, so fun, so annoying...

Wonder if Wal-mart carrys them....

I dunno whats wrong with me... I'm making and update without the word fuck in it... YEY! Nevermind there it is.

Wensday, August 13, 2003 - 1:30 am

My thoughts on the cultures of western civilization...

Could be todays topic but its not. Today I'm going to bitch about how the some of the best moments in your life always happen durring the worse moments. Ie, you fall down and get the lower half of your body cut off by a train but you realise why you enjoyed running so much... or you find a 20 dollar bill on the side of the road, then get a 50 dollar ticket for speeding. Looking threw my expericanes in life, I find this to always be true.

Untill tonight, I've always found the saying "You cant have the good without the bad" as meaning without bad, you couldnt gauge good as good because everything would be blan. But truely nothing in life happens without some downsided consiquence. You have sex, her boyfriend finds out... You have a kid, your wife dies in labor... You have a kid, well... you have a kid good fucking job asshole like we dont have enough people already. And its a good thing you thought about the fact that its a 18 year comitment you can renig on thats always going to bitch at you and want something. Im off topic, I like rant and ramble. Point here is, think about when something great has happend in yourlife, then think about what shitty fucking thing happend because of it or at the same time. Good thing isnt always the cause, but theres always something bad hiding behind it. And you cant just have a fucking mediocr life, why? Because then the good looks better, and the blan feels worse. No happy fucking medium in life is there? Nope

I cant belive I actually uploaded this mindless dribble... People like me deserve a page bitching about them on someone elses site. Then we could both enjoy the fact that where worthless bastards and we're not the only ones that think so... piss off and good night!

Monday, August 11, 2003 - 8:30 am

Yey.. or bleh?

I havent been updating lately cause I really havent had anything purposefull to rant about and it just didnt seem right to make an update that didnt invole me bitching about something. Yea its been a very drama filled week, but no one wants to read about other peoples drama that doesnt affect them, and if your reading this, you know me and probally know everything thats been happening anyways so fuck it. Problem with this world is theres so many things to bitch about that the problems become the norm. In a side note, I waited all weekend for dons life altering call where he said "Yea dude, I got that money I said I'd give you, I'll bring it over later so we can make that site" but of course never got it. Sure I could of called him about it, but fuck it, if he wanted to give it to me he would of called me. Thats the glory of freinds, eventually you drift apart. Its sad that the only way two people will stay together for life is based on sex, no?

And that bring me to my next topic, jen :p. (listens to the awe and applause given from a smooth transition) Yup, so I gots me a woman now and you should of seen the breath taking swav way I sweept her off her feet. I said -asks-. Yup thats all ;p. Jay was pushing it and jen says "he didnt ask" so I figured, why the fuck not be lame like that. We all knew what we were talking about, and it was probally smoother than any crap I could of randomly pulled outta my ass on the spot like that. Fill in the fucking blank y0! Anyways... yea... I dont really have much else to say, and I doubt I'll even update this to online anyways. I'm like that, I write things and never update them... oh if you people knew the things I wrote and you never got to see -grin-.

Monday, August 4, 2003 - 6:00 pm

Eventually your purose in life just clicks

So I decided what I wanted to do with my life last night. In Jan I'm already going to go to college, to be a psycoligist, but I was never sure what to speicallise in. A while back another psyc major was talking to me over aim and when I realised how informed she was, and how little informed I was, I got got scared and doubted myself. But heather helped me realise last night, so Im just gonna blah blah about it here since its an event and I dont really have much of an update otherwise :D.

Not sure if I can say this here or not, so if I cant, heather just IM me and I'll ommit this part about you. Heather was a cutter, ie she cut her self, and a while back I was too. And she was talking about how theres not really many people in that feild of study, and the ones that are cant understand the people that cut or why they do. But all my pain seems to have been a blessing, because I can relate to them and understand why they do the things they do.

So uh.. blah blah blah aint I fucking speical.

Sunday, August 3, 2003 - 12:00 am

So much rage... So much Hatred...

so today i been thinking alot about that cliche crap that everone tells you as life altering advice even though 90% of the world has already said it in one fucking form or another. so your thinking that i got some bad advice today or something, but i didnt, im just in the kinda mood when you look back and regret everything youve done in life even though you never regret shit cept when your moody. and i lost my fucking point so WARNING /ramble on bitch mode. If i was to take every little peice of advice that ive ever been given in my life, roll it up into a little fucking pile, it would be more purposefull and worthwill for any fucking purpose than i was. "your still young"blah blah fucking blah, maybe 5 years from now i'll think i was young now but i dont think so bitch. that little pile of crap has a meaning though... it has the ablity to help people who get cliche shit stuck in there skulls untill they obey. are they slaves for doing so? yup i think so. are they better people than me? ask me any other day, ids say no, but today, yes. its one of them whole, my life sucks everyone else is better than me blah blah blah blah fucking things, thats what your thinking and thats what it is, good job go get a pscoyligy degree you dipshit son of a bitch. and ive always looked at it like that and shruged it off but everything gets more and more worthless the more you think about it.. and i think about worthless shit to much. ive found that i A. do nothing for anyone else cept make them look better in compairson, grats youve discovred one of the XX% of people that your better than B. Cant find a reason to live... now of this is not a suicide note or a cry for attention (so dont get a psycoligy degree you moron) im just saying, whats a life without a purpose? I thought I had a purpose for a while but i was confuised, maybe it was gas, maybe it was just hope. Either way I cant find one.. fuck it though, I'll live a hallow exsistance just to make all you prolife dipshits happy. "oh what about your freinds your family your dog your ... why the fuck do I care if there happy? im not, I dont see them dieing to try to make me happy, same fucking situation in reverse right? fuck it... what the fuck was the point of this again... i dont fucking know im just blowing off steam to make myself feel better about something tottally unrealted to this. oh and to everyone who thought I ment them when i said 'you' while reading this... your should fucking die becuase your too stupid to take anything as it is without trying to read between the lines or put yourself into the fucking thing your reading. This is about me not you, you fucking attnetion whore. anyways ive probally typed a page of typos/spelling moronisim with poor grammer that rambles on endlessly so bad that even i wont read it in the morning. Congradulations, you just wasted XX minutes of your life reading something that doesnt fucking matter, maybe that'll be my new purpose in life.. to waste your time.

Think I'll go write a prosuicide FAQ now, maybe someone will read it, kill themself and I'll have actually affected the world. Btw if you do kill yourself because of it (if I write it) its your own fault for being a dumbass, and im putting that in a disclamier biotch!

Friday, August 1, 2003 - 2:00 am

Ok so I got and idea randomly durring an icq convo with STEWIE!!! lol. Anyways I was thinking about how much of a shame it is that women dont always lactate, and we decided that threw DNA it might be possible but probally isnt. So that only leaves us with one other option.... yep, a people farm. You heard me biotch a people farm. I'm going take women, from baby, raise them without the majority of their senses. They'll never hear anything, see anything, smell or taste anything, only feel.. and only becuase I dont know how to take that way :). So they'll mature without the ablity of thought, or indepentism, they'll be like veil. We'll feed them threw iv, and use a caithidor for bodily waste. Now here comes the hard part though... Where going to have to artifically inceminate them, and abort there children (maybe save some to keep the farm running of course). But the timing will be hard, where going to want peak lactose production, so testing will be needed.

Way I see it though, if the people cant comprehend anything thats going on, then this wouldnt be an inhumane. They would experience no pain, and would have no thoughts desiring freedom or feeling used. The most primitive form of human, created for the soul purpose of producing milk for the rest of the world. I can see why people would be upset, but its the same as cows, if you drink milk you have no grounds to complain about it.

Anyways, I've lost my train of thought more or less.. I might edit this to make more sense later, or add to it, but probally not.

Thursday, July 31, 2003 - 9:00 pm

So I'm a simi-wrestling fan. I watch it time to time, and try to as much as often. Sure the storys suck, all the wrestlers are the same, and its hardly entertaining anymore, but I enjoy it kinda :D. I wanted to take my time, and this space on my site to bitch about something... There is offically a one legged man in an asskicking contest. Anyone who watches Smackdown! knows this. Zack Gowan or whatever the fuck his name is, yup I'm bitching about the guy that had cancer as a little kid. Ok so he over came this and that and became a wrestler, big fucking deal, WWE contract isnt easy for anyone. As a matter of fact it was probally easyier for him becuase he has a gimic that no one else can take from him. WWE now offically has, a big name wreslter (riding on a fad) that cant do a god damn thing other than drop kicks becuase he has one fucking leg. Can he run? Nope. Can he throw people around? Nope. Hes fucking worthless... If this is the standard for wreslters to come, I'm going to train for a week join the WWE and make millions of dollars a year. Jesus fucking chirst people, think a bit before you do things. ARG! Now that I've pissed off my millions of adoring fans with one leg I'll stop. But jesus, its just stupid to have a wrestler in the biggest federation in the world that cant even fucking wrestle.

BLAH akdsfhenakdfhiutghadfj Don sucks. So I was getting all excited over the whole site thing. And now dons all being a fucking bioatch about it. I swear to god, I'm inchs away from just giving up the whole fucking idea as good as it is. I'm really really getting tired with people fucking with my emotions. You can fuck with me, but dont fucking lie to me and then just keep drawing it out to save your own fucking ass. IE "Yea dude I'll do it, just give me a week" and then a week later "Dude, not yet I'll do it next week" and blah blah blah blah. Now I'm not bitching just about him, its his money whatever. But I'm bitching all the people that seem to do that fucking shit to me. Whatever though, to each there fucking own

Thursday, July 31, 2003 - 2:00 am

Heh, got something with that whole 2 oclock hour it would seem ;p.

Read heathers lj today, she updated it with my own little peice about me -yey- and we talked a bit later. Talking to her though really makes me realise my immaturity, even though shes very mature for her age where just so "on the same level" it amazes me. Blah blah blah though, whatever right.

Thought up a fue good quotes today that I'm working into song format. Been having problems with writing for along time lately though, really thinking I should just give up the whole band thing and pick a real proffesion. What really gave me the "ump" to carry on lately though it the band chimiara (spell it how you want). I downloaded a performance by them on the old farmclub show, with matt pinfeild (that guys great), in the video they looked like a bunch of highschool jocks and there music was crap at best. Now I like the band so dont go getting me wrong, this is just not the band that I know. They had buzz cuts flailing about on stage like they had just won a compleate stage set for winning the big football game so they where gonna lipsync to some "hard" crap. To be honest I would of just decided that there could have been two bands with that name if it haden't been for one breif part. The singer started belting out and shit, and I was like, what its him dude. Fucking amazing that a bunch of losers like that can turn into a bad that I love so. This is why I think I have a chance.

But aside from that, I'm excited because its almost the weekend. Friday = dunk day, and saturday = possibly my first work day. I'm going to making a website soon (heh other than this p.o.s) and I'm supposed to be getting the money for it this weekend. So if you guys dont see me around to much, its because I'm trying to figure out how to work the damn vbulliten board. I know thats not spelled right, but if your reading this you probally know me. So you know I hate english, more in partular, spelling vs. pronciation. Why the fuck is it that some words can be phonical and some arnt? And why the fuck is it that phonical isnt fonetical? Would only make sense, but no, the word doesnt follow its own deff. I wanna give a big ol slap on the fucking back to who ever made that one up, you god damn cock sucker.

Um yea.. so /ranting off and /ramble off... I talk way to much to ears that dont listen. Maybe I'll make a song about it and cry on stage while I'm sing... /metalvoice on I TALK TO EAR THAT DONT LI.. crap my masscara

Wednesday, July 30, 2003 - 2:00 pm

Yey, new/first journal online. And the thing that sucks about these, is always the first post. So lets pretened I've had this thing for years. Soooo... its been a while since my last post :)

As my millions of adoring fans know already, my birthday was a few days ago. Yey? Well I've offically lived for two decades, bout it. Something really pissed me off though... I hate to disrespct my family or whatever but here it is. I got this card, Your typical run of the mil sweet bday card and such, but before the little caned heartfilled message it said "Dear lantz". Ok, sure you put that before a letter, but it wasnt a fucking letter... it wasnt even a note, as a matter of fact you didnt even fucking write it. Jesus chirst wtf is that? ITS THE INSIDE OF A BIRTHDAY CARD NOT A GOD DAMN... -sigh- I think I'll just move on from this now...

Other than that though, it was a pretty typical day (on my bday) I mostly just ran around on the palace attention whoring for a while yey. Then some other stuff, and some more, and then where at today. Werid though, how I so many things that I wanted to put in here, and now I cant fucking remember any of them. Oh well.. I'll end it here, and pick it up later if I think of something.