I've made it to Portland safe and sound, passed the hell out on the plane and woke when turbulance threw my seatmate into me. -.-

I hate middle seats; that is all.

Went special shopping with Dad; he's worse than I am when it comes to asking "Does this sound good?" "Ohh, what about this?". Probably because he was just as hungry as I was. XD

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