Saturday, May 11, 2013

Y4 D352

Wild day yesterday was. Talk like Yoda apparently do I.

Left the house around midnight and drove all night on about 2 hours sleep. The kid and I had a great drive down. We talked about a lot of things. Society, the future, the world, etc. It was a great time. I don't think we turned on the radio once during the trip. We rolled into town around 5:30 as expected. Parked the car and since we are staying at the nice Hilton, I took a chance and went into the lobby. It was dead which gave me hope for something. I went to the desk and asked the guy there if it would be possible to check in 8 hours early. He looked everything up and told me he could either check me in early and put me on the executive floor with no park view or wait and I could have a park view. Check. Me. In. Top floor room done. Plus he gave us extra coupons for free starbucks/breakfast just because he liked us. We walked over to Ihop for some breakfast, came back to the room and crashed for a little while. Both of us were feeling like 'this has been a long ass day' and it was 8:30. Finally walk over to the park around 9. It was more crowded than either of us expected. We learned later in the night why. We walked and saw princesses, and rode Alice, and had a fun day. Around 3 after having a late lunch on the pier, we headed back to the hotel. The plan was to sleep for a while. That worked for her, but not me. I started getting phone calls right and left. The short of it is one friend got a job as a result of a reference, another got a job with MY company thanks to my recommendation, and everybody is happy. I am happy for my friend because we have worked together in the past and he is a great guy and will truly be an asset to the company. The kid slept through all this but not me. Oh well. I got an email from someone who follows me on Tumblr asking if I would be at the park later to pin trade and if I wanted to meet up. Sure! We exchanged numbers and planned to connect later. Around 6 we headed back to the park. She wanted to do some shopping so we popped to Downtown Disney. Neither of us found anything. We went to go in to DCA for Mad T and the lines were insane. We still couldn't figure out why. As we hit Mad T I noticed the crowd was less animated than usual and nobody had drinks. Something was wrong. As I walked to the drink booth a cast member stopped me and said 'just so you know sir, we aren't serving alcohol tonight just the mocktails'. W! T! F??? Grad night. Fucking high school kids. Son of a bitch. That explained the crowds. That explained the lack of excitement at Mad T.  I texted the person I was going to meet and let them know that there was no mad tea at Mad T. Sad. The kid and I headed over to Carthay Circle and decided to have drinks and appetizers there. Turns out our server was our very first server when it was her first week AND she was my server three weeks ago while B was with me. Nice. We ended up having all the desserts and a lobster roll. Because she knew me and things were busy, our server comped the lobster roll. Woo! Afterwards, the kid and I went back and decided to do the animation studio where we learned how to draw Oswald. After I met up with the tumblr person. She was there with another friend. We wandered around a bit and said goodbye as I was out of pins. Not a bad thing mind you. I did about 25 trades yesterday. Just under 1200 now. We went shopping and headed out of the park. Back at the hotel around 11 and we both CRASHED HARD. Didn't wake up until 8 this morning. Today we are going back, doing a little shopping and then heading home.

Side note to yesterday - B's dad decided to freak out. After the initial shock wore off apparently he decided I was a sicko who deserved to die and his daughter isn't going anywhere. Yeah, good luck with that asshole. He tried to hack B's facebook account, he made threats against me and the kid, and was basically acting like a lunatic. Go back on heroin you ass. B was not happy as expected. I was trying to balance talking to her while being in the park. Got tricky but I managed.

You know what is the big deal about age difference anyway? I am not stealing his daughter to sell into slavery. I am not like taking a small child and violating them. She is a grown adult capable of making her own decisions. What difference does it make how old I am? If I want to be with her and take care of her what does it matter? Man people piss me off. Sigh. Whatever.

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