...I'd be in Disney every weekend.
Its Saturday, overcast (which is a nice change from 92F and blistering), I'm feeling pretty good, and I got paid the other day. Why am I sitting here refreshing various webpages non-stop? Not a clue what else to do.
Anyone else find themselves in this predicament? Ripe for the roaming and exploration yet confined to the keyboard while other verile young spirits kibitz and frolick. I really should have something fun to do. I really should be in WDW where I don't care that I don't have much to do otherwise (and I would be if gas wasnt so unreasonable and I didnt drive a tank).
I know there are others out there. Sitting on this forum, hitting F5 waiting for that thread that sparks their fancy, but really hoping for a phone call promising something fun and rewarding. A beacon that shines light on the concept of getting out and having a life, a profolactic to your mickey ears sagging down, living on a hill in a small town. Your house full of cats, your car parked in the driveway used only to fetch groceries or visit the local commesary. The kids at the base of the hill pointing up speaking mystical rumors about you. "Thats old man Smith's house! No one goes up there, and if they do, they don't come back."
Happy weekend my magical friends.