Bright-eyed and Bushy-tailed

I feel a new outlook on life. I spent some time cocooning in reflection and deep thought. I do believe that in the course of this psychological retreat, I failed to embrace the inner "frat boy." I am convinced that we all have a little "Old School," "Wedding Crashers," and "Zoolander" in all of us. I have chosen to set free my giddy child, and head to the "happiest place on earth." My amusement park of choice might take shape in a Swedish Massage, a gourmet meal, or a pee-in-your-pants funny movie. The exact format could change merely based on my mood, but ladies and gentlemen, I am secure in this that roses aren't going to smell themselves. I lift my glass and toast tomorrow...what fun will we have?