"I never fucked Mickey, you know that."
Day Forteen: Magikal Kingdom
Disney world is like the Pope and DisneyLand like a small, very small priest of some city in France. Maybe in Fucking. Yes that is a city, or was anyways....I've said it before and I'll say it again. The castle is so small that you can walk right up to it, pick it up with your hands and carry it back to the hotel. I really think the ones who Hilliker had in mind to go to England, we should just go to DisneyWorld. Hell! We can go to frickin' Epcot!
It happened last night. Dad asked about why I was reading books on Herbs and if I was still into the "Witchy things" and I told him. I held my necklace out and told him, "Because I'm Wiccan." I was surprised when he didn't say, "Oh honey, that's worshipping Satan." Because I trully thought he was going to bring that piece of crap up. I told him what it was and that I'm happy practicing what I can of it and that it brings me peace, so I think he's okay with it. He seemed to actually be interested in it. I wish my mum was like that. I wish everyone's parents were like that.
::Warning:: I have two mickey rings now. So you can be bitch slapped with either hand.::
Still not Queen of the Universe, but got close to Goofy.
Day Fifteen: Beignets and Powdered Sugar
We went over to California Adventure place today. I wonder why no one was on the water raft ride????? hmmmm...... Took some pictures and got one of myself and blue bear from the Jungle book. Nothing really exciting except for more Goofy stuff and......FUDGE!!
We were listening to some call in and talk to a priest thing on the radio. I was so sick of listening to it that I asked my dad if I could call in. When he asked why, I told me because I wanted to ask who created God. Then I got the famous, "Oh honey." followed by lectures that I didn't want to hear and the radio station was changed. Dad started to fall asleep while driving....like usual. I mean the man did it on a mountain, he's done it on the highway before, why not, right? Alright, so there's a road that I guess some homeowners were fighting to keep from getting built for about 30 years and my dad thinks they've done something wrong.
First point: "It would've saved the tax payers a lot more money."
Second point: "It's easier to travel this way."
Third Point: Same as the first
"So what your saying is that they should be punished for executing their rights as citizens and freedom by what? Paying for the road themselves? By being locked inside their homes that they love so dearly?" -me
*silence* "Well, no. maybe when you're a tax payer you'll understand."-dad
"Understand that people that fight for what they think is right for so long should be punished? If that's so dad, I'd like to live on Welfare."---the end of the conversation
I love our talks. We're going to Buca tonight and I'm all packed to go home.
I'll miss BBCamerica, and History channel International, but still not Queen of the Universe.
Disney world is like the Pope and DisneyLand like a small, very small priest of some city in France. Maybe in Fucking. Yes that is a city, or was anyways....I've said it before and I'll say it again. The castle is so small that you can walk right up to it, pick it up with your hands and carry it back to the hotel. I really think the ones who Hilliker had in mind to go to England, we should just go to DisneyWorld. Hell! We can go to frickin' Epcot!
It happened last night. Dad asked about why I was reading books on Herbs and if I was still into the "Witchy things" and I told him. I held my necklace out and told him, "Because I'm Wiccan." I was surprised when he didn't say, "Oh honey, that's worshipping Satan." Because I trully thought he was going to bring that piece of crap up. I told him what it was and that I'm happy practicing what I can of it and that it brings me peace, so I think he's okay with it. He seemed to actually be interested in it. I wish my mum was like that. I wish everyone's parents were like that.
::Warning:: I have two mickey rings now. So you can be bitch slapped with either hand.::
Still not Queen of the Universe, but got close to Goofy.
Day Fifteen: Beignets and Powdered Sugar
We went over to California Adventure place today. I wonder why no one was on the water raft ride????? hmmmm...... Took some pictures and got one of myself and blue bear from the Jungle book. Nothing really exciting except for more Goofy stuff and......FUDGE!!
We were listening to some call in and talk to a priest thing on the radio. I was so sick of listening to it that I asked my dad if I could call in. When he asked why, I told me because I wanted to ask who created God. Then I got the famous, "Oh honey." followed by lectures that I didn't want to hear and the radio station was changed. Dad started to fall asleep while driving....like usual. I mean the man did it on a mountain, he's done it on the highway before, why not, right? Alright, so there's a road that I guess some homeowners were fighting to keep from getting built for about 30 years and my dad thinks they've done something wrong.
First point: "It would've saved the tax payers a lot more money."
Second point: "It's easier to travel this way."
Third Point: Same as the first
"So what your saying is that they should be punished for executing their rights as citizens and freedom by what? Paying for the road themselves? By being locked inside their homes that they love so dearly?" -me
*silence* "Well, no. maybe when you're a tax payer you'll understand."-dad
"Understand that people that fight for what they think is right for so long should be punished? If that's so dad, I'd like to live on Welfare."---the end of the conversation
I love our talks. We're going to Buca tonight and I'm all packed to go home.
I'll miss BBCamerica, and History channel International, but still not Queen of the Universe.