Not sure what a pen fifteen is, but this crazy internet talk always confuses me. Anyways, it's been a while since I posted so I figured it was about time to do so.

Thats my post.

Mood: blah
Music: Ladytron - Destroy Everything You Touch

Rant Subject: World of Warcraft Players
Reason for Rant: This one goes back to my deep-rooted hatred for people in general.
Rant:

This Rant is about the players in Worlds of warcraft, since I know some people don't play Worlds of Warcraft, I will explain some things as I go.

Buffs:

Buffs in WoW are spells that increase the attributes of the target of the buff. Certain buffs are caster only, but other buffs can be cast on other players to increase their stats. Here is my rant about buffs. If you are sitting in a town, jamming your new weapon up your ass or something, and you have the ability to do so, you should be buffing people around you. You aren't using the mana for anything other than conjuring gerbils to jam in your anal cavity anyways, and you do regen it, so use it to help someone else. I'm not saying mages should run around int buffing other mages, cause they can do it themselves, but int buff the preists, warlocks and paladins, the people who need the mana.

Example: I was on the boat to Theramore and there was a preist who casted a buff on herself for more life, and 3 other people were standing there, none of which could cast that buff and she didn't do anything about it, it's not like your mana isn't going to regen or you are going to get raided by horde in the middle of the ocean, so cast the fucking spell you ignorant whore.

Running away from mobs:

Mobs in warcraft are a single enemy, or more than one enemy who you are engaged in a battle with. Now if you are attacking these guys, they are not going to only fight you, they will fight anyone else who comes and hits them in the head with an object, they will also attack anything else near them who is at a level lower than they are. If you feel that you are going to be killed because you ran naked into a camp of enemies waving your dick around and calling them names, then for one, you deserve to die. Secondly, if you feel the need to run, don't bring your mob of 15 guys into a battle already taking place by another person, especially when that person is of a lower level than you and your mob.

Example: I was in stranglethorn vale fighting some tigers and farming for money and equipment when I see some asshole running from 6 trolls, and hey, he's running right at me! At the time I was a level 36, and he was a level 42 running from 6 level 41 trolls. So he runs right into my battle, and the trolls smell my lower level ass and OWN me like I am their red headed stepchild.

Running through areas and watching fellow players die:

If you are of a substantial level, or even a level where you can take the enemies in the area around you, and you see someone who is getting attacked and obviously outnumbered by enemies, HELP THEM. This one is pretty self-explanitory one.

Example: I was running through wetlands, which I have no problem killing anything in, and watched 3 people run by a priest of a lower level who was being attacked by 4 guys, so I jumped in, owned them and got a thank you and a buff from the preist. No problem, just doing my duty as a GOOD FUCKING PLAYER.

Thats all for now, I may continue this rant later today.

Mood: frustrated
Music: Thrice - Under the Killing Moon

Rant Subject: Quizilla.com (As well as the rest of the internet)
Reason for Rant: I hate them. I hate them with ever fiber of my being.
Rant:

I used to use Quizilla to kill some time during the day. D (realityengine) and I used to do the quizzes and post them on our livejournal because it was neato and fun. Well I went there today and after cleaning the vomit from my desk and co-workers I have decided there is no point in the site anymore. I cannot find one decent quiz there to kill even 5 minutes of time or one that made me chuckle. There are quizzes like "LIZ I LOVE U" and "Title of Quiz", which are absolutely pointless and do not deserve to be taking up the precious space of the internet.

I have made another conclusion after my many years surfing the web, if you were to take out all the useless information on the web, and I mean useless like someones ugly family websites, or the johnsons family vacation to the spoiled meat packing and processing plant or the dreaded tutorials on how to make your cat or dog into a nifty hat while keeping the entrails intact so you can rustle neighborhood children into your trailer for fun "touchy" games, the internet would become 90% less cluttered and maybe searching for relevant information for research would not result in 12,000 pages of porno and the 12,001st like contains the information you actually want and need. I'm not blaming search engines like google or any of the other engines out there but I blame the hosts who should, in my opinion, be monitoring their clients and if the website is pointless and contains no relevant information that could help any intelligent member of the internet community they should not allow search engines to spider the site and add it to the list of searchable sites.

The following is a small list of things I would like to see removed from internet search engines (or the internet in it's entirety, you make the decision):

1. Family Vacations. (No one but you cares about that time that little johnny got his unit caught in the hotel window while trying to pee on the incoming guests)
2. Pets. (No pet needs a website. Period.)
3. Personal Calenders. (It's personal, keep it that way, I don't care that next wednesday you are getting that tumor removed from your left ass cheek)
4. Quiz Sites. (Hence the beginning of the rant, these sites are breeding grounds for stupidity)
5. eBay clones (Leave eBay to the people who know how to do it. EBAY.)
6. Other Search Engines (google is law, leave it that way)

Everyone is more then welcome to leave a comment with suggestion about more things we should, as a community, remove from the internet. If you are going to comment to flame this rant, and I don't know you, fuck off. I won't care, I won't pay attention to it and I will add you exclusively to my internet removal list.

Have a great day!

- J

Mood: annoyed
Music: Marilyn Manson - Antichrist superstar

I've decided to start this again, for a few days probably.

Going to Washington Sat to visit TJ (oddbuddhaout) and hang with him until Wednesday. Should be a kickass time, still talking with D (realityengine) about his life and stuff, seems we talk more now that he is in NY than when he was in RI, weird.

Thats all I got for now, I'll keep it coming. Eventually. Maybe I will just use it as a rant board like someone else I know.

Later.

- J

Mood: calm
Music: VAST - The Gates of Rock 'n' Roll

Most folks sit and watch tv
And think that they're alive
Football, frozen dinners, in-laws
The good times never die
And once in awhile I see myself
And it makes me want to cry
Suddenly I realize
These good times are a lie

Well I'm going for the gusto
No not because I'm supposed to
It's a well-known fact
No I'll never look back
Gonna have another beer
Yeah I'm going for the gusto
No not because I'm supposed to

I used to walk her home from school
Each and every day
My friends would laugh and throw some rocks
But they too knew she was great
Till I saw her swapping kisses
With that guy named Gary Tate
So I kicked his ass off the overpass
That's back when I was eight

Well I'm going for the gusto
No not because I'm supposed to
It's a well-known fact
No I'll never look back
Gonna have another beer
Yeah I'm going for the gusto
No not because I'm supposed to

At my brother's wedding
She done ask me fur a dance
I told that gal I ain't real good
But I guess I'll take a chance
With the lights turned low
The music slow
Seemed to put her in a trance
Well fuck this shit
I'm doing it
I'm pulling down my pants

Well I'm going for the gusto
No not because I'm supposed to
It's a well-known fact
No I'll never look back
Gonna have another beer
Yeah I'm going for the gusto
No not because I'm supposed to

Mood: happy
Music: 311 - Electricity

Omega

What a skeletal wreck of man this is.
Translucent flesh and feeble bones,
the kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic domes.
Running rampid with free thought to free form, and the free and clear.
When the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a
laundry mat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, now.
We all have a little sin that needs venting,
virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems are ripped
from the branches of office, do you know where your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose, or purposely serve?
When in doubt inside your atavistic allure, the value of a summer spent, and a winter earned.
For the rest of us, there is always Sunday.
The day of the week the reeks of rest, but all we do is catch our breath,
so we can wade naked in the bloody pool, and place our hand on the big, black book.
To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers.
A vacation is a countdown, T minus your life and
counting, time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube,
and hope you get a taste.
WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR?
WHAT THE HELL’S GOING ON? SHUT UP!
I can go on and on but lets move on, shall we?

Say, your me, and I’m you, and they all watch the things we do,
and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs,
haven’t felt like this in years.
The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse, let me go,
and punch me into the dead spout again.
That’s where you go when there’s no one else around,
it’s just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse,
and a finger on the trigger.
CLASSIFIED MY ASS! THAT’S A FUCKING SECRET, AND YOU KNOW IT!
Government is another way to say better…than…you.
It’s like ice but no pick, a murder charge that won’t stick,
it’s like a whole other world where you can smell the food,
but you can’t touch the silverware.
Huh, what luck. Fascism you can vote for.
Humph, isn’t that sweet?
And we’re all gonna die some day, because that’s the American way,
and I’ve drunk too much, and said too little,
when your gaffer taped in the
middle, say a prayer, say a face, get your self together and see what’s happening.
SHUT UP! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!
I’m sorry, I could go on and on but
their times to move on so, remember: you’re a wreck, an accident.
Forget the freak, your just nature.
Keep the gun oiled, and the temple cleaned shit snort,
and blaspheme, let the heads cool, and the engine run.
Because in the end, everything we do, is just everything we’ve done.

Mood: calm
Music: Evanescence - Eternal

"Lemon Water"

What in the hell is wrong with people
The deranged should be caged
What is wrong with people
It must be them can't you see
That it couldn't be me
Where their road ends
That's where mine begins:

There's a giant hole in my heart
But all I have to do
Is fill it up with alcohol
It closes all the holes
It hides all my boredom
And subdues my restlessness
It enhances my personality
But makes me order 3 orders of buffalo wings
When I would normally have just one
It forces me to bob my head to songs that I really really hate
And it makes me want to strike someone at the bar
Who orders 2 waters with lemon
And once again I find myself bobbing my head to a mediocre song
When I notice 2 marginally attractive girls parking it next to me at the bar
Sipping spring water with a twist of lemon

What in the hell is wrong with people
The deranged should be caged
What is wrong with people
It must be them can't you see
That it couldn't be me
Where their road ends
That's where mine begins:

and I'm ready to puke when a small child sits next to me at the bar
but that's ok because to me other people's kids are fine
so it's no surprise that it's parents are ordering water with lemon
and a root beer for the child
do you ever find yourself striving for perfection
with a virtually worthless attempt at it
and is that why I find myself eavesdropping constantly
sports bars are the best places to meet people you hate
not that I've actually met anyone
it's just a matter of listening to their conversations and assuming that you hate them
when of coarse that probably isn't true
because I can get along with anyone if I absolutely have to

What in the hell is wrong with people
The deranged should be caged
What is wrong with people
It must be them can't you see
That it couldn't be me
Where their road ends
That's where mine begins:

oh here we go a couple a few tables down just ordered lunch
the guy wearing a basketball tank top is having a veggie burger with fruit instead of fries
and his husky date is just having a salad:it must be their first date
and what goes better with rabbit food than ice water with a slice of lemon
sometimes I think if I could be anyone in the whole world I would be a magician
no than I would hate myself more than I already do
but at least then I could make all of these people in the bar be more like me
or even make them befriend me but then again I could become one of them
and only then would I understand the befits
of putting a slice of lemon in ordinary drinking water

What in the hell is wrong with people
The deranged should be caged
What is wrong with people
It must be them can't you see
That it couldn't be me
Where their road ends
That's where mine begins.

Mood: bored
Music: Obie Trice - Never Forget Ya

Today is dragging by really bad and it sucks. I want to go home!

Mood: awake
Music: Henry Rollins & Goldie / T-4 Strain

I selected a random section of an image, and it was exactly 100x100 so it fit an avatar perfectly. I'm good.

Later.

Mood: accomplished
Music: Guano Apes - Money & Milk

Back at work again, Zach slept last night all night! From when we put him down until 6:30am this morning, which was excellent.

I got nothing else.

Later.

Mood: okay
Music: Walter Carlos - Title Music from "A Clockwork Orange"