poverty jet-set: the internet is my friend

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10th

ask me anything:

formspring.me/losannelise

and the holy grail of lurking:

flavors.me/losannelise

i belong to the school of distraction, which is one of the many reasons i will miss the little salamander that backed up her camry almost daily so i didn't have to walk four extra feet. there's a time and place for feelings and this is not it, dude.

do yourself a favor if you like laughing or animals or me because i honestly feel like this website is a portion of myself, and visit fuckyoupenguin.blogspot.com. i also for some reason admire the fact that it's been kept a blogspot.

speaking of animals, i literally saw a rooster on alvarado and a skunk on hyperion. all in one day. i don't live on a farm or in the fucking forest so what is that about exactly? can animals be hipsters? my mind actually works like that, true story.

also, ladyfriends:

makeup forever makes a powder that could potentially change the world. think about how you felt about bare escentuals when it was new and seemed like a whole new frontier? this is like some next level shit. it will make you look airbrushed and photoshopped. i honestly thinks dudes could wear it, should they want a more flawless complexion.

well jesus, this was fucking boring, right, ex girlfriends of dudes i may or may not have dated at some point in time that read my blog for no actual reason? i mean maybe it wasn't, maybe i just opened your eyes to a beauty product that you'll appreciate. who knows, either way, there's no dick touching in my life so breathe easy babe.

12th

i was watching the video for 'miserable at best' by mayday parade, which i'll link but not embed because while it was pretty, it made no sense and i am a snob. here. the best part was when i scrolled down to see if any of the comments explained what exactly the storyline was supposed to be (they didn't) and found this instead:

i don't know who you are, mikey.reinv...ented? but you made me laugh today.

11th

i do not like to admit that i occasionally read the blogs of people who are internet-famous for blogging, but sarah morrison's blog had this on it after vague stories about boys she's known, from kind of a long time ago, and i read it this week as it made sense in conjunction with a lot of things that have been going on in my head simultaneously:

.....Some of these boys come back in and out of the above scenarios. Some do not speak to me for years, months, days, or ever again. Some move back in. Some leave for good. I am simply there. I am really not a part of any of these stories. These are not really my stories. They are theirs. I could be anyone. I could be anything. I am simply their mistake.

People will yell at the person at the flight counter because they missed their flight.

They will yell at the parking ticket attendant for issuing the ticket on his windshield.

They will insist it was their alarm clock not them that made them late to work.

They will blame you because they could not have you back.

They will blame you because they loved you too much.

They will blame you because they let you down.

They will blame you because they still love you.

They will blame you because you are easier than blaming themselves.

They will blame you for being their mistake.

mostly this week i learned that you can stop being angry at someone without actually forgiving them. it's a relief to know. this means that if you earn it, i never have to forgive you, but we can peacefully coexist and still get to laugh at each other's jokes.

the person i learned this from is not who it's the most useful to apply it to.

this means that there is someone else i don't feel i have to forgive. but don't worry. i'm not mad.