As of tomorrow, it is official.

The twenties are over.  Welcome to Thirty.  This could be fun!

Happy Birthday to me.

So my long awaited trip to Paris is a bust, and we are not going now.  Sadness.

However, we are going to Disneyland instead, where we will get to take place in the festivities surrounding the World Premiere of Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End.  Yes folks, I get to walk the red carpet, hob nob with crazy people just like me that dream of life on the high seas in the movie realm, and make eye contact with Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom.

I absolutely love being me.

I'm so bad!  It has been a long long time since there has been anything of substance on this, and I apologize.  What can I say?  I no longer think deep thoughts. 

Life, overall, is going quite well.  Still single, still in a part of Disney that I would rather not be in, but still a student.  Life is full of lessons that smack you over the head and yell, "SURPRISE!!!"  But it is good, and humbling, and difficult all at the same time.  But mostly, it is good.  There is hope still for a bright sunrise and a promise of a future filled with joys and infinite possibilities.  They are not embracing me at the moment, but they are but a heartbeat away.  That is what I choose to believe, and the way that this life in its beautiful cruelty can make things happen.

I have found a church after all of this time away.  It is a very nice one, with the sanctuary filled with the sounds of laughter and conversation after a service rather than that of feet scurrying to be the first ones out of the parking lot and to the lines at Outback, Sweet Tomatoes, or wherever it is that you eat on a leisurely Sunday afternoon.  The people seem very kind and caring, and it is exciting to get to be a part of something like this again.  I have spent so much time looking for the church that is exactly like the one that I went to in SC, that I forgot to appreciate the good that is in those that are here.  Also, there is no other church like the one that I went to in Anderson, and it will not due to wait for all of those people to move down here.  Move on, self, move on.

I miss you all my friends, and hope to hear from you soon.

Hi Friends,

This could sound mean, possibly even cruel, but there is a line that has to be drawn in the sand, and here it goes:

If you have not even remotely attempted to maintain a friendship with me...if all we are is a distant, yet pleasant memory to each other, please do not call me upon arriving in Orlando, ask me to get you into the parks, and then I do not hear from you again until the next time you come here and expect to get a little something for nothing.  I have learned the lesson, and I will say no.  (Andy and Kim...this is SOOOOO not directed at you guys).

I have had an unfortunate couple of experiences with this in 2006, and will not replicate it this year.  You would not believe the number of people I have calling me and asking me for things like that and then i never even get a thank you.  verbally or written.  I do not want compensation.  Let me make that perfectly clear!  No money or anything like it.  I absolutely ADORE my job and marvel in the moments of getting to walk others through these streets that are lined with infinite possibilites, but I can no longer allow myself or those that truly care about me and maintaining relationships with me suffer because I had to get someone that does not even attempt to get in touch with me feels that they are owed, or are a user, or whatever the circumstances will be.....

It ends now.

But for those of you that truly are a friend: now we are going to really have some fun.