the long awaited disney trip

so i realized that all a bog is is a procrastination tool for me. and i havent had time to procrastinate lately, but now i can! because i have three tests i have to study for today, but im not. so anyways, had a lot of fun for halloween/ aiden's birthday/ my early christmas present from my dad. we went to disneyland and i got to see family! including my new nephew Micah! it was fun.

ChaCha for now!

Okay so I work for ChaCha. If you don't know what that it, then you need to figure it out, jk. It a text message/ phone answering service type thing. see you text a question to 242242(chacha) and the question is sent to a real person and that real person researches your question and gives you an answer. Anyways, so I'm one of the people. You should use it sometime, text basically ANY question, even as simple as how are you? So far I've made like 50 bucks, which isn't much but its money with little work and it's kind of entertaining. I have been asked what Hotdogs are made of over 10 times yet i still have to look it up every time to cite it. Anyways, I do it after Aiden is asleep and I've done homework and cleaned etc. Doesn't allow me to sleep a lot, but sleep isn't THAT necessary, right? oh and my tagline is ChaCha for now, you know like tata for now, ttfn, that Tigger used to say? More proof of my extensive disney knowledge.

With an inhaler is how I roll

So apparently this week I have felt the need to go to 4 doctors in 5 days. I had to get my stitches out, go to the dermatoligist, my regular doctor, and Aiden's(both named Dr. Susan Burke by the way, weird!) Anyways so I should me completely ailment free in less than a week! that'll be a first... Aiden and me are both on antibiotics, so we are officially not contagious. I, however, have to take a few additional medications that i have been made fun of about recently, lol. the first would be a steroid cream i'm using on my arms. Can you get roid rage from a rash cream? lol. and then every morning i have to use a nasal spray, oh yeah now im getting cool! And i also have to use a really cool looking inhaler every morning and night! it has a gauge for how many puffs i've used, and a really cool cover. And i also have another inhaler to use during the day when i'm walking and start coughing or get to short of breath. Which means that twice yesterday I had to pull out an inhaler in the middle of ASU because i was coughing so hard I couldn't move, yes go ahead and picture that... oh and me and aiden are both on the same antibiotic, The Z pack, just obviously different doses etc. And I'm going to Disneyland in 6 days!!!! And i will be completely healthy by then! I just dont know what i going to be for halloween lol...

I know more about Disney than you do.

so I thought that in light of the large possibility of a Disneyland trip at the end of the month, I would write some disneyland facts that I have been boring others with recently.

  Did you know that in the original POTC ride real skeletons were used, donated from UCLA.

In indiana jones 1995 skeletons were used, commemorating the year it opened.

The story of the haunted mansion- a couple got married, and moved into a house together. the husband was gone very often for long periods of time, and left his wife at the house where she could do what she wanted, as long as she never went into the attic. Well one of the trips she decided to go into the attic, and found a storage chest of her husbands. she opened the chest, and found in the chest a pirate's belongings. She then realized that her husband was a pirate, and was scared for her husbands return. When her husband got home he saw that she opened the chest, and in a fit of rage killed his wife. She then haunted him until it drove him mad, and he hung himself. In the ride, Mr. Gracey, the husband, is the one hung in the elevator. The wife is the bride in the attic. Originally they were going to have the narrator, the voice of Paul Frees, as the ravens scattered throughout the ride. If you notice, everytime there is a raven around that is when you will hear the voice. This idea, however, was not completely followed through with. There is also a possibility that the voice is supposed to be Mr. Gracey, specifically because in the ride the voice says "come back soon... There's always my way" which could be referring to how Mr. Gracey hung himself.

Paul Frees does Several voices for Disney, including the Main Street station train anouncements.

The voice of Mme Leota in the Haunted Mansion is also the voice of the evil queens in both sleeping beauty and snow white.

The three animals that were on the walls in the Country Bear Jamboree still hold their place on the walls, but now they are located in one of the rooms in the Winnie the Pooh ride.

The scene of the boulder in Indiana Jones is pretty amazing. For one, when you reach the boulder, the car is actually at the top of a hill in the track. The car tilts back and shakes, and the walls move, making you believe you are going backwards when you are in fact not. Then you are lunged forward, and as the boulder comes toward you it never reaches closer to 25 feet away.

There is a picture of Walt Disney behind one of the Yeti's in the matterhorn

The tinkerbell that flies through the sky after the fireworks is usually played as a man. And if the tinkerbell ever gets cold feet after they are harnessed, the other cast member is told to push them out. They are caught at the bottom by men holding mattresses.

Maleficient is also usually played by a man.

the POTC ride has the most cameras in one rider, totaling at thirteen infrared cameras.

before splash mountain was created, there was a snoring bear named Rufus in its place. rufus is still in one of the scenes In Splash Mountain.

In the first turns of Space Mountain, they come together to make a hidden Mickey.

More too come I just need to go to class now

Farewell to arm...

hehe get it? probably not because I haven't told you what i'm writing about yet. But when you do, look back at my title, and laugh. So i got my cyst removed yesterday. totally random thing to write about, I know. But i have had this thing on my arm for at least 10 years.  Anyways, I went in because I have been finding a lot of cysts recently, and was getting worried. So i showed her the one on my arm, and the one on my neck. the one on my neck is apparently a lymph node, which kinda freaked me out, doesn't that mean I have an infection? (this is where it gets gory) Anyways, the one on my arm the lady said she could take out right then, so i laid on a table and she gave me 5 very painful, burning shots of local, and then cut open my arm. I could feel her pulling, and cutting, and i could hear it too which was also creepy. And she kept saying that it was ridiculous how that large of a cyst fit there, and she kept saying it was more attached than anything she had ever seen. It took her at least 20 minutes of cutting to get it off. And then i saw it, it was like a quarter size round ball. So gross, and i was shaking because i was so freaked out. I always have issues when I am not able to prepare myself to do something like that. Like when I had Aiden my blood pressure skyrocketed because i had gone from "you will probably leave here in an hour" to "you will have a baby by tomorrow." anyways, so now I no longer have my cyst, my poor little weird thing in my arm that never caused me any harm. As opposed to the pretty horrible pain i know feel, especially last night, where the stitched are. there are three stitches, and I can't bend my arm or else it starts bleeding. Anyways, thats pretty much it.

Life.

So i've decided that i'm going to write in this cool little diddly thing. maybe this is how people will learn about us thousands or millions of years from now when we are no longer around. Our bodies were not preserved well enough to ever be recovered, and nothing is built to last more than a hundred years or so, all that they will have of our civillization is a very primitive communication device called the internet. and on the internet they will find my blog. and I will be the new missing link, and they will call me Alex, and I will be known forever because I was cool enough to have a blog. So all of you that have made fun of it, at least Im going down in history.

Anyways this week sucks. I was supposed to go to playhouse disney live with Aiden, but somehow I got thursday tickets instead of friday, so i missed it. And i have three papers to write. and I'm behind in school. And i have bills to pay with less and less money to pay them with, funny how that works. And I would really like to win 25,000 dollars, but chances are not that likely. And I am tired. Aiden takes his nap at daycare, so when i get him I dont have time to do my homework until after he goes to bed. And i've had so much homework I havent had a lot of time to clean, and everytime I pick up Aiden makes more of a mess, so my house is a mess right now. I'm in class and dont want to be. I have to decide my major for sure this week. how can i decide what i want to do for the rest of my life right now? i mean should i be a high school english teacher like I want to be(weird, huh? ) or should i become a nurse so i actually have the possibility of affording my son instead of living scared to death of money like I am right now.

My life is so unboring

Okay, so it has come to my attention that all cool people have blogs. Now when these first came out I thought they were called online journals, in fact it would be really interesting to see where the word blog first came about. Maybe I'll blog about blog in the future. Nonetheless, As I said before, and a couple other sentence leads, I originally thought my life was too boring for a blog. I mean really who would find it entertaining to read about my everyday life. For instance, Jon and Alyssa have a blog( I just had the overwhelming urge to cite my sources just now) because they have a lot of cool stuff to share with other people, like their amazing new son.  And then I realized I have a son, okay i didn't actually realize it at this point but I did realize that that means people have a marginally increased interest in my life than that of other lowly lifes of people my age. So im writing a blog, probably purely for my own humor, but maybe once in a year someone will come across my humble page and be really interested in what happened on a weekly basis in my life. So here is to that person, let us call her Maggie, because I don't really know any Maggies.

As of right now I am in school. I am writing a paper on the analysis of an essay about the psychological effects of shopping at a mall. Aiden is coloring. He is 23 months old. That is pretty much it, don't worry my life will get more unboring as this blog goes on.