Dinner with Jesus, a botched trip to Disneyland and a spit fight

Date: 10/6/2017

We were taking the kids to Disneyland but weren’t going to stay. I said to my husband, “you have to let them stay and have fun.” I looked at the clock and thought we would be home early morning if we stayed until 8 pm. As it was they hadn’t gone in at all. It would just have been a drive there and drive back. My daughter’s friend and her mother came over for dinner and I somehow fell asleep under the table and I think others were with me. I missed the meal and I thought how I didn’t get to socialize. I’m thinking either Jesus Christ came to dinner as well or maybe it was just Jesus from the walking dead. That detail has somehow slipped my mind. While on the trip we stayed at the Disneyland hotel which was rounded like a space ship and on the cliff of the ocean. I left my room because I was sick and I was trying to get help. The woman asked if I had started taking some drug and encouraged me saying I would start feeling really good once I took it. I said thanks and walked out but couldn’t find my room. I was so frustrated. Endless doors and I didn’t know the room number. I began peering through the windows and the place was spectacular. The views were breathtaking. I was then fighting with two people in the hall about something I don’t recall. I was suddenly on a cart riding very fast in the hallway and almost ran the baboon over. The fight got so bad that one of them spit on me, so I spit back at them. I asked if she was doing this because she had learned that I knew how to spit and she confirmed that was the reason. She then spit a large walnut sized dark green loogie. It landed in the water beside us and I felt the need to fish it out with my hands so as not to contaminate the precious pool of water. I stood up and got in her face. I was afraid and I was sick and I doubted I could hurt the moose, but I got up real close to her face and said “hit me, come on hit me.” I’ll file assault charges, is that what you want, is that what you want? I was cupping her face within my hands then in an almost caring way to get through to her and she was turning her head from side to side in anguish. Finally, the large lady broke down and we got her some psychological help.