Thursday, February 18, 2010

It's Gonna Be a Bright, Bright, Bright, Bright Sunshine-y Day

If I were to describe this day in one word I believe the proper word would be: bright. Everything is illuminated as I walk down the sunkissed and partly shaded sidewalk, as I ride the slow and lesiurely (a thing thought by me to be impossible in a driver) bus ride, or simply look out the translucent windows surrounding me. It's, needless to say, a beautiful day with the birds chirping and all.

Today is not only payday, which is always exciting to begin with, not that I ever spend any money anyways unless the small rush for chocolate occurs, but, also, it's my first day off in a very long while. I sleep in a little (again, sad that I find 10AM sleeping in nowadays), then I decided to get busy. I head to the post office to send some postcards and then walk over to the plaza close by. I get Taco Bell because I've been craving it ever since I saw that TV for that big box, I knew I had found my match...a classic American love story.

So I started a new book, regrettably. I say this, because I'm not ready to part with Liz. I felt like she was on my side, along with me on this journey. Unfortunately, this relationship is getting weird. I had a dream about her a couple nights ago and it involved...a wedding. I'm not sure if it was ours or her wedding to (spoiler alert) a guy she meets in the book. If it was ours, I think I remember telling her at some point that I was happy fo her and she should marry him. In any case, we were like best friends and this all took place at Hollywood Studios, for example the wedding was to be held in the animation courtyard for those of you who are familiar with the geography of the park. We went around running to all the rides and shows, and watched them. This sucks, because I would relly just love to meet her. But now, I'm that creepy stalker fan in the back who has a crush on a writer because of a book she wrote. I'm pretty sure if I ever did get the chance to meet her, I would be incredibly awkward and end up not saying much, just like I did with Tiana, and, for the most part, every human being I've come into contact with here. Heavy sigh.

So I had to run back to the other plaza to the bus stop if I was going to make it on time. I was wearing my Chucks, which have been beaten to death and are quite literally hanging by a thread. I love my shoes. Not in a girly obsessive way, but just in the way that I see them as...pals? That's not the right word, but it's like I'e been through so much with them and I don't want to part with them. For instance, I've had these Converses since Freshman year in high school. I can remember how upset I was when my mom would throw out my shoes because of how incredible ratty they get, like my dark beige puma's...my first love. Anyways, I see the bus coming up as I'm still a ways from the stop, but on the right path. Thankfully, the kind driver stops and picks me up. I thank him as Liam because I feel like, when I'm screwing up or alone or being awkward, if I'm foreign people may be charmed rather than uncomfortable.

I decide to go to Wal-Mart after that. I wanted to go to Magic Kingdom to get some of the legendary pineapple whip and meet Tiana again. But I didn't want to go meet her alone, that's a little creepy stalkerish and I'm already doing bady enough on that front with someone else. A true stalker should only have one subject....(wow...gross, Aaron) But I decide against it. When I get to Wal-Mart, I of course head straight for the Palm Leaves. Everytime I go for them, there's always just the amount I need. One, or if I'm with someone there's two left. It's like a sign from God. Anyways, I spend the rest of my time there browsing the isles for food. I'm pretty much set on groceries so I'm pretty much just leisure shopping now. I pick up some fruits, including some I've never tried before such as papaya, kiwi, and honeydew (actually I have tried honeydew...mmm), because my eating habits are slowly becoming terrible. Also, I want something a little international. So I went don that isle. I didn't get anything too crazy. I got what's called a Yorkie, a british candy bar and an latin Aero bar, which consists of millions of little chocolate balls that come together to make one bar. Both are made by Nestle so I didn't think I could go too wrong with them. Also, I got peeps. I. Love. Peeps. I'm quite certain that they are amy favorite candy, ever. And frozen, they are other worldly!

After Wal-Mart there's free dinner at my apartment complex. It's pizza and snacks but still. I call up Amanda and she confirms she's going and I meet up with her and pretty much talk her ear off the entire night. I think I may have talked more than her, which believe me is an extremely hard thing to do. After the dinner, we decided to go EPCOT to watch Illuminations, the fireworks display at the end of the night, which were absolutely amazing as we scarfed down a funnel cake we split between us.

I came home to watch some 30 Rock and eat my Palm Leaves. Good day.

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