The Happiest Place on Earth, Fo' Sho'

I finally caved and bought a Disneyland pass. I've never had one before. I've always wanted one. I love knowing that, if I wanted to, I could hop on my bike and go to Mickey's house right now.

It's really all I need to feel that all is right in the world. Famine be damned.

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Last night I saw the newest fireworks show. If you didn't know, Disneyland has the best fireworks show on the planet. I don't even like fireworks, but the Disneyland fireworks show makes me giddy. I hear the fireworks from my house every night, and, while some people file noise complaints (their lives are tragic), I get excited and have been known to yell out "It's 9:30!"

Speaking of the fireworks show, we sat down right in the middle of the street to wait for it to start, and after a couple of minutes I realized that my mother's cousin was sitting directly in front of us. It's a small world after all.

I begged and begged and begged them to give me a job, thus saving me the $239 I spent on the pass. Alas, they would not. Or at least not yet--I'm still on the waiting list for an opening for another couple of months.

I'm going again on Wednesday. Hopefully I'll get to see the World of Color show, which I have been anxious to see for a couple of years now.