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So I'm back from Disney World. Had loads of fun, how can you not? I didn't end up seeing Johnny Depp, but he was there, he just didn't come out into the park. And I got sick, you know, the throwing up can't eat can't sleep I feel like shit kind of sick. And it rained every day except for two, and the two that it didn't rain it was so hot I thought I'd die. Really, I have never felt more disgusting that those days. But other than that it was really fun. I was there for the Pirate's premier, and although I didn't go see the movie until Monday, I did get to go on the ride opening day and see the three animatronic Jack Sparrows. And I got to see Laurel's baby boys. I don't like kids very much, but those kids are awesome. They were out in the Florida heat for several hours and they never cried. Seriously, those two kids were amazing. And they were so cute. They're not making me rethink my wanting to have kids, but they made me like kids more.
So overall it was a good trip but, I think I'm glad to be home. Disney's fun but it's tiring. I like being able to sleep in. Although being back means I have to deal with work and my psycho friend who spent over eight hundred of my dollars while I was gone. That's going to be a fun problem to fix. And telling her she had no right to spend my money and that she's insane might just be the ending of our friendship. I mean she told me she wanted to go to London in December, because Idina Menzel is going to be in Wicked, and that she'd like it if I consider going with her. I said sure, I'd think about it, but she told me this the day before I left on vacation. Then she offers to pay for my theatre tickets as a Christmas/Birthday present. And I say, sure make the ticket reservations cause I'll go if you pay for the tickets. And somehow she misunderstood me and bought eight hundred dollar plane tickets. ARGH! And she tells me that she researched it for hours and that those were the cheapest tickets available. And I have to believe that she's fucking crazy because those are expensive and I know that if she looked for longer than a day that she would have been able to find a better price. And I can't figure out what went through her head to think that a) she could spend that much of my money without telling me, b)that she thought she was doing a good job of finding a good price when the dumb girl never travels and knows nothing about flying, and c) that she had to make plane tickets while I was gone. She doesn't want to go until December, I can't figure out why she had to make all these arrangements a week after I first heard of the idea and while I was out of town. So she made all the plans without telling me where we're staying, where we're flying out of, and how long we're going. So I can't go. My parents don't want me to go, and frankly, if this is how she wants to do things I don't want to go. I don't want to go on a trip to a foreign country with someone who won't even tell me details of the trip. Crazy psycho hos beast.
So overall it was a good trip but, I think I'm glad to be home. Disney's fun but it's tiring. I like being able to sleep in. Although being back means I have to deal with work and my psycho friend who spent over eight hundred of my dollars while I was gone. That's going to be a fun problem to fix. And telling her she had no right to spend my money and that she's insane might just be the ending of our friendship. I mean she told me she wanted to go to London in December, because Idina Menzel is going to be in Wicked, and that she'd like it if I consider going with her. I said sure, I'd think about it, but she told me this the day before I left on vacation. Then she offers to pay for my theatre tickets as a Christmas/Birthday present. And I say, sure make the ticket reservations cause I'll go if you pay for the tickets. And somehow she misunderstood me and bought eight hundred dollar plane tickets. ARGH! And she tells me that she researched it for hours and that those were the cheapest tickets available. And I have to believe that she's fucking crazy because those are expensive and I know that if she looked for longer than a day that she would have been able to find a better price. And I can't figure out what went through her head to think that a) she could spend that much of my money without telling me, b)that she thought she was doing a good job of finding a good price when the dumb girl never travels and knows nothing about flying, and c) that she had to make plane tickets while I was gone. She doesn't want to go until December, I can't figure out why she had to make all these arrangements a week after I first heard of the idea and while I was out of town. So she made all the plans without telling me where we're staying, where we're flying out of, and how long we're going. So I can't go. My parents don't want me to go, and frankly, if this is how she wants to do things I don't want to go. I don't want to go on a trip to a foreign country with someone who won't even tell me details of the trip. Crazy psycho hos beast.