That toffee better be GOOD.

Time for the first blog entry for my thousands of fans to read! So i'm sitting in the SLC airport right now because my flight has been delayed for another 30 min. (yessssssss), and after this morning I don't really care how long this takes as long as I get there. Since my flight didn't leave till 4:55, I decided to sleep in, mozy around, eat a waffle, check my flight status... BAM flight time changed, resulting in me missing my layover in Minneapolis (bleah), so I got bumped to a 1:55 flight, resulting in me feeling like crying. So I did the most important thing I could (shower, duh), and I sent my parents off to Hawaii (after a dramatic fake crying act done beautifully by Marko). I actually did cry because it was quite a stressful morning, and quite frankly, I DONT KNOW HOW TO FLY! But i'm here, and it all worked out. AND I feel extra comfy and happy because my wonderful neighbors, the Smiths, gave me a bag full of candy, complete with a pink heart pez dispenser. And after the long process of putting the tiny pez candies in the holder and eating them one by one, I think I just might be the only human over the age of 8 who still does so. Anyways, back at the ranch: don't worry folks, I only cried for like 3 minutes MAX because instantly after my parentals drove off, "Hit me with your best shot" by Pat Benetar filled my brain (Most likely because she says the word "Dukes" and that reminds me of England. Dukes. I bet they wear stretchy pants), and I was "Yeah! I'm gonna punch that airplane in the face!" and I got in the shower, and hustled to the airport. Ya know, this whole blogging thing is wierd. I hope nobody reads this. Well, I guess I better go, because everyone on my flight is in line at the desk and the lady is printing things for them. Maybe I should go stand over there too. Uh............