perhaps just in time to save me from my hopeless, jaded outlook on life in the city, i'm heading to Walt Disney World tomorrow. Michael and i wanted to take a vacation this summer, but Europe made no sense, considering the pathetic dollar, and our dreams of San Diego were dashed by ridiculous airfares. the Magic Kingdom has always been good to us (well, except for that one time when Mickey Mouse fired my ass, but that's a story for another day) so it was an easy decision.
i couldn't be more excited to get away (for a whole entire week!) and decompress and ride Splash Mountain 12 times. (i told my boss yesterday where i was going and she looked at me like i said i was heading to Guam, or Ohio. i suppose if i'd told her i was planning to sail around the Mediterranean on George Clooney's yacht, she would have oohed and aahed.) i'm planning to write from Orlando and post embarrassing pictures of me posing with Eeyore and Buzz and Woody and all my old friends, so keep an eye out.
and let's hope the pixie dust does my poor, cluttered head some good.
xo
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