The other day I was talking to my manager about how I don't particularly like working at the Vault and that I haven't really felt like a part of the Disneyland Resort working outside of it. We spent nearly an hour discussing how working in a clothing store isn't the same as working in a store inside of the park and that now that I've graduated from college I should be doing something more productive with my life. But after that discussion, I played with Jordyn and Cameron, these two kids who were shopping with their mom and they were very adorable and I came to a new conclusion. I shouldn't feel ashamed to be working at Disneyland, especially if I like what I do. Why does it matter what other people think? After working that office job which I didn't like very much at all, despite the nice paycheck, I think that I should do what I want to do. Working at Disneyland makes me happy. I love that I get to see kids, or at least I used to, and I love what Disney represents, even if they are a gigantic corporate conglomerate who, despite all their nice posturing, treat their lower grunts like crap. I love the fairy tale aspect of the company and I love the people I work with. I'm not worried about life anymore, at least not right now. But I'm also crazy, so who knows when that might change soon. Ha! Whatever, I like that I work at Disney. I love dancing and flailing my arms! To the Windows..... To the wall! Ha!

On a largely unrelated note: What the hell bitch? What. the. hell. ....?

Girl Talk - Once Again