time to go

dear disneyland was in new york diary,

if i hadn't have seen it with my own two eyes- and took pictures- i'da never believed it either. but in my dream last night, that is where it was and that is where i went. i could handle going to disneyland about now, but there are things i would rather do instead. i would rather have a bologna sandwich on a small square blanket under marilyn monroe's name plaque, but that's just me. i heard the crypt under her was for sale for over a million dollars. i think that is a bunch of money just to have people come visit you when you're dead. it is empty tho- or maybe it is the one above her. i cant remember now. i think it would be cool to live in an apartment overlooking the cemetary- to wake up and look into there every morning. the pierce brothers westwood memorial park is the dumbest cemetary- because it is so tiny- but it is the most coolest place ever. the little girl from poltergeist is there- don knotts- donna reed- countless stars. and CVS and the library- right there as well. you cant go wrong.