Below are the 7 most recent journal entries recorded in EVAL SPENDOKRAT~!@!!!!1's LiveJournal:

Wednesday, September 12th, 2001
1:19 am	God. That's it. I give up. You can HAVE this world. I don't want it. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, August 6th, 2001
11:08 pm	Yeah, so. I've been pretty busy. I'm getting that pretty stifled feeling; like I'm being cooped up. It's not even like I've been working in my lair till all hours of the night, hatching plans and planning schemes. No, instead, I've been working in a goddamned donut shop to help make ends meet. I won't say which, because I don't want that crabass motherfucker MacKenzie to fire my ass. But dammit, the injustice. I'm trying to work to take over Canada and eventually the world, and here I am being forced instead to work to give them a ridiculous amount of money. Stupid taxes. And to top it all off, I am down to my last Pop Tart! I haven't had time to run out and get more. That really pisses me off. Someone will pay, as soon as I have a goddamned free minute to plot their painful demise. As much as I hate America (as much as I hate everything) I may have to look into moving there. I hear they're getting a $300 tax refund bribe from the titular head of their nation. Whatever that's about *cough*buyingvotes*cough* I don't care. Point is, I'm told I can write off my evil lair if I file it as a "religious compound." That rocks my cock so hardcore. But for now I'll be staying right here, where I can keep an eye on my pathetic <http://livejournal.com/~spendocrat>. Look at his ridiculous goofy face. The fool. THE FOOL! God FUCKING damn. I was so intent I ate my last pop tart without even realizing while I was typing. Fuck. Current Mood: evil AND hungry Current Music: Corrosion of Conformity - Pearls Before Swine (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 29th, 2001
8:35 pm	Oh, fucking Christ, eh! I found oot what that damn music was. It turns out I fell asleep on my Intellivision last night when I was playing Donkey Kong, Jr. And I do mean on it. Remember that back pain? Oy, gevalt. I don't even remember playing Donkey Kong. Of course, the open bottle of vodka I found next to the bed might explain the blackout. Good news is I didn't puke. Bad news is... well, let's just say my plans were ruined. Note to self: Look into chamberpots for drunken benders. Also keep toitet paper next to bed. (Comment on this)
2:19 pm	What's the proper future tense of "die"? It's funny he should wonder that! Very funny, indeed.... HA HA HA HA HA OW GEEZ. What the fu— How the fuck did I sleep last night? My back is killing me! What, did I sleep on a sack of potatoes and not notice? Ugh. I guess it's time for a trip to my evil chiropractor. Oh, yes... HA HA HA HAOWFUCK. Okay, note to self: Villainous belly laugh = Ouchie. Current Mood: achey Current Music: Toccata and Fugue (damned if I know where it's coming from) (3 Comments |Comment on this)
5:11 am	No pr0n. Bah, fuckit. No porn on tonight. Man, I don't think I could eat more than three more pop tarts. *belch* Four. At least I have this thing to keep me company. Hee hee! LOBSTER STICK TO MAGNET! Man, why has no one told me about this thing? Current Mood: evil sticks to Spendokrat Current Music: Lobster Magnet (Comment on this)
4:12 am	Crumbs. Damn, those pop tarts were good. I already want more. But dammit, it's already 4 AM in Canada and I still need to do some important evil scheming. Hmm... evil scheming... or Pop Tarts? Bah, curse you, Spendocrat! You survive today! Mmm... more pop tarts. I wonder if there's any good Canadian Porn on the tee vee tonight. Current Mood: horny (in an evil way) Current Music: brow chicka wow wow (Comment on this)
3:09 am	A HA HA HA The time of glory is at hand, eh! I, Evil Spendocrat shall soon take over TEH WORLD by consuming the mind of my archnemesis, That loony fuck will NEVAR know what hit him. Once I have his brain, I will add his 1337 skillZ to mine (which are already almost as impressive as my member) to SUBJUGATE TEH WORLD. Shit, my pop tarts are done. Mm... pop tarts. Current Mood: evil Current Music: evil music... I dunno, something on an organ, gothic and mysterious (Comment on this)