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Wednesday, May 30, 2001
Oh, my, NO, Nicole, you are most certainly not the only one fixated with EPCOT. EPCOT is the focus of my most common anxiety dream: I am on a trip to Disney World. Usually with the Usual Gang of Idiots (i.e. my family and/or Erica, Steph and my sister). It is the last day or next-to-last day, and I realize with horror that we have not yet been to EPCOT! We're running out of time! I try to hustle us over there, but everything gets in the way. We cannot get to EPCOT! We're going to miss going there!

I know that doesn't sound so bad, but it's awful. I don't know why; EPCOT is my favourite of the Disney Parks and the source of a great deal of my Magical Childhood Whimsy, but it's a strange damned anxiety dream to have. It's very... middle-class white girl with no life.

I have been to Disney World 20 times.