you know how people always ask random unrealistic questions for conversation-sake like, 'if you were trapped on a desert island, what would you take with you?' well i've been living that, chaps, i took my copy of pet sounds and got my head together in tahiti. but i'm back now. my adventures were eye opening, i learned so much about myself, so much valuable self assessment. but now i'm home. i've forgotten about lars. it's time to move on. i can honestly say i'm looking to the future with hope in my heart.

-keith

WOW GUYS SO I WENT AND SAW X 3 FINALLY AND ITS LIKE TOTALLY INTENSE.

i love you johnny entwistle!

this is a fun game.



post 20 pix of celebrities you lust after

heres mine
then you try to guess who they all are

( hottiez )

well its official. i have lost my touch with the ladies.
iwas at the pub, drinking acting foolish, just like always.
and there was this bird. what a sght. she was perfec,t beautiful. long blonde hair. she kind of remindmed me of kim. i decided to talk to her. im never shy, so it was really easy for me to approach her like that.
first she looked annoyed.
she didnt really seem to care who i was.
she seemed to only be half listening.
then my tummy started rumbling. i had eaten at this chinse place the night before, and i heard bad things but they have the best crab rangoon so i went there anyway.
so my tummy was rumbling and aching, and i ddnt feel vry good but i didnt want to leave her and go home yet. i just wanted to be in her presence and i knew if i left i probably wouldnt see her eer again.
but the tummy pains get worse and worse as i talk to her and she asks if im ok
then SUDDENLY out of NOWHERE.
........
i POOP MY PANTS.

i couldnt bleive it.
i was so humiliated.
i was just..."ipoopedmypants"
and she was just like, "what?" so i told her again, "ipoopedmypants"
she looks disgusted
and of course is all loudly, "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU????"
and everyone looks ans sees i pooped my pants. everyone is staring.

i just turned around and ran out. i kept running even when i was at the end of the stret. i ran all the way home, took a shower, and now im in my pjs. man this story was hard to retell. i cant believe this. im worthless, disgusting, useless, dirty...etc. no wonder lars didnt want me, sarah rejected me, KIM rejected me. and i was her first profound love.

i found a vhs i taped off of vh1 ....its a show about the who. so of course i had to watch it. boy, im so outstanding. like how revolutionary of me! everyone tries to be like me but they cant compare.

i think i have IBS
:(

i realized tonight that i havent mentioned sarah in forever. well you might be wondering whats going on with that. we just grew apart. and when i say grew apart i mean she couldnt take my crazy crap anymore and walked right on out of my life. i realy thought we were gonna make it through everything. she just couldnt handle me loving lars so much. geeze. women. i wuld always outburst if i caught her talking to another guy and shed be like, 'yeah welll what about you andlars?' and honestly i had no answers to that. so we decided it would be best to just move on. well she decided mostly.

im thinking of calling lars. i miss talking to him. you guys think its a good idea?

EDIT
everyone look at my cool new lisa frank inspired layout

wow some new years.
im only updating now cos ive been on a drinking binge since then
got myself into some trouble it hink.
those nuns will never forgive me.