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At this moment I am staring at a wrapped frozen treat, conveniently placed on my desk, with no idea what it is. Went rummaging through our freezer and found it laying there upon a frozen French bread pizza, away from its cardboard box habitat. What could it be? A chocolate covered ice cream bar? Mayhaps some sort of fruity delight? Some sort of creamy bomb, even? The only clue I have is that it's apparently made by Healthy Choice, as it's repeatedly printed on the wrapper. I'll find out after this entry.
Anywho, Disneyland was an absolute blast. What with it being the 50th anniversary and all, the place was packed to the max, and no Mickeys or Goofys were to be found in the park. However, they did give us free commemorative Mickey Mouse hats; y'know, the ones with the ears. These were more awesome though, because instead of black, they were gold, and the ears were shiny. Yeah, I know you're jealous.
Naturally, the first ride to go on was Space Mountain, and even though we managed to get there a mere hour after opening, the queue had already extended to a 60 minute wait. It was pretty much worth it though; the interior was revamped so it didn't look so cheesy 80s, and the ride was much better than before. It was pitch black, and there were tons of jumps and twists that I don't remember at all. Extremely satisfying, and we were glad we got in there earlier, because when we came out of the ride, the wait had extended to a whopping 145 minutes. I wanted to go on it a couple more times, but no dice, considering that, even when we left at about 9PM, the queue was still 90 minutes.
All the other rides seemed extremely fresh as well; I don't remember Indiana Jones being that hectic and fast, and Big Thunder was never that fun. Pirates of the Carribbean didn't have that many drops last I rode it, either. I suppose it was more enjoyable mainly because I'm older now (duh), and I can appreciate everything that went into the rides. Not only did I marvel at the rides themselves, but everything leading up to the rides was so satisfying and brilliantly done; all the subtle nuances that I had glanced over as a kid were now blatantly visible, and as a result the rides became that much better and more exhilarating.
Lunch was excellent too; I can't go to Disneyland and then not have the excellent clam chowder in a sourdough bread bowl for lunch. Nostalgia made the soup more delicious, methinks. They handed out free cupcakes with the meals, being Disneyland's birthday and all, but the cupcakes sucked ass. The cream on top looked delicious, but it was all butter. Disgusting.
The rest of the day was spent riding rides; screw the shows and the parades, although we did see the one and only Governator there earlier. Splash Mountain was great, but it was the only ride where I didn't feel "it".
Left the park at about 9PM, as previously mentioned, with bags full of candy, and headed to the BJ's in Brea for dinner. Chicken alfredo pizza with roasted garlic cloves = teh muthafuckin hawtness. Ended up coming home at about 11:30, and I passed out shortly thereafter. Well, if 1:30 in the morning counts as "shortly thereafter".
In line for Space Mountain. Rockin the ears.
On the Haunted Mansion, another excellent ride. Fucking scary as hell.
Matterhorn, with my bro in the back. Bumpier and faster than I previously thought, but all good.
Big Thunder, niggas. I'm doing my "crazy psychotic bitch" impersonation.
Can't be complete without a shot of the castle, which is smaller than I remember.
I woke up at 2:30PM today. With the exception of the night after Prom (where I groggily woke up at nearly 4PM), I don't think I've ever slept til that late. What was left of the day was spent watching Batman: TAS, Season Five of The Simpsons, and looking up various info on MiniMates.
Captain America vs. Rhino, easily my favorites.
Doc Ock, who's a bitch to stand and pose.
Capt. America again, looking really anime-esque.
Iron Man vs. Dr. Doom. Apparently Tony Stark has a fucking watermelon for a head, because his helmet is an absolute bitch to take off.
Currently re-downloading Out Hud, Black Dice and Lightning Bolt. I'm in the mood for some loud chaotic noise.
Anywho, Disneyland was an absolute blast. What with it being the 50th anniversary and all, the place was packed to the max, and no Mickeys or Goofys were to be found in the park. However, they did give us free commemorative Mickey Mouse hats; y'know, the ones with the ears. These were more awesome though, because instead of black, they were gold, and the ears were shiny. Yeah, I know you're jealous.
Naturally, the first ride to go on was Space Mountain, and even though we managed to get there a mere hour after opening, the queue had already extended to a 60 minute wait. It was pretty much worth it though; the interior was revamped so it didn't look so cheesy 80s, and the ride was much better than before. It was pitch black, and there were tons of jumps and twists that I don't remember at all. Extremely satisfying, and we were glad we got in there earlier, because when we came out of the ride, the wait had extended to a whopping 145 minutes. I wanted to go on it a couple more times, but no dice, considering that, even when we left at about 9PM, the queue was still 90 minutes.
All the other rides seemed extremely fresh as well; I don't remember Indiana Jones being that hectic and fast, and Big Thunder was never that fun. Pirates of the Carribbean didn't have that many drops last I rode it, either. I suppose it was more enjoyable mainly because I'm older now (duh), and I can appreciate everything that went into the rides. Not only did I marvel at the rides themselves, but everything leading up to the rides was so satisfying and brilliantly done; all the subtle nuances that I had glanced over as a kid were now blatantly visible, and as a result the rides became that much better and more exhilarating.
Lunch was excellent too; I can't go to Disneyland and then not have the excellent clam chowder in a sourdough bread bowl for lunch. Nostalgia made the soup more delicious, methinks. They handed out free cupcakes with the meals, being Disneyland's birthday and all, but the cupcakes sucked ass. The cream on top looked delicious, but it was all butter. Disgusting.
The rest of the day was spent riding rides; screw the shows and the parades, although we did see the one and only Governator there earlier. Splash Mountain was great, but it was the only ride where I didn't feel "it".
Left the park at about 9PM, as previously mentioned, with bags full of candy, and headed to the BJ's in Brea for dinner. Chicken alfredo pizza with roasted garlic cloves = teh muthafuckin hawtness. Ended up coming home at about 11:30, and I passed out shortly thereafter. Well, if 1:30 in the morning counts as "shortly thereafter".
In line for Space Mountain. Rockin the ears.
On the Haunted Mansion, another excellent ride. Fucking scary as hell.
Matterhorn, with my bro in the back. Bumpier and faster than I previously thought, but all good.
Big Thunder, niggas. I'm doing my "crazy psychotic bitch" impersonation.
Can't be complete without a shot of the castle, which is smaller than I remember.
I woke up at 2:30PM today. With the exception of the night after Prom (where I groggily woke up at nearly 4PM), I don't think I've ever slept til that late. What was left of the day was spent watching Batman: TAS, Season Five of The Simpsons, and looking up various info on MiniMates.
Captain America vs. Rhino, easily my favorites.
Doc Ock, who's a bitch to stand and pose.
Capt. America again, looking really anime-esque.
Iron Man vs. Dr. Doom. Apparently Tony Stark has a fucking watermelon for a head, because his helmet is an absolute bitch to take off.
Currently re-downloading Out Hud, Black Dice and Lightning Bolt. I'm in the mood for some loud chaotic noise.