Spelling and Grammar Sold Seperately

Please excuse any typos, as this was all typed frantically on my blackberry and I refuse to spell or grammar check before pasting. Nor will I take the time to separate my thoughts with spaces. So sorry If this is hard to comprehend, but I've just returned to New York after 6 hours of delay, 200 pages of "Eat, Pray, and Love", far too many "snacks" to pass the time, and in a state of delusion, have found it necessary to post an incomplete blog? ex and oh, so here it goes:

I can't figure out how to log onto theonelove from my blackberry. Is
 that even possible? Either way, I have been stuck in an airport for 5
 hours so far trying to get to new york from a place that is only 3 hours
 away. I feel like stomping my feet, and yelling, or taking patron shots
 at the airport bar. After taking a good look at the other passengers,
 who have done all of the above, and witnessing their continual
 discontent, I have decided that emailing myself a blog would suit me best.
 Besides that, I am far behind on my blogging dues. Right now I'm looking at
 a group of women travelling from spain. I know this bc I spent hours 1
 and 2 out of the 5 doing some extreme people watching, which included
 reading the open passports of those nearest to me. They seemed calm as
 they sat with their passports wide open to the part that shows your
 photo, as if we would be leaving at any moment. Why aren't any of the
 american passengers acting this calm?
 I'm going to google that later. Maybe a good activity for hour 6. I
 was excited to get to new york early today. I was going to clean my room
 to the soundtrack of lykke li, duffy, feist, and etta. This was to be
 followed by a long overdue trip to the movies. What is it with moving to
 new york and suddenly never seeing movies anymore? Instead I am
 listening to multiple flight cancellations, watching steadily unhappy
 passengers, and typing away like a mad woman. If I were people watching myself
 right now, I would think "wow that lady is typing a furious
 email.maybe I should look up and smile every once and a while bc there
 already enough furious people at this gate. That just makes me look crazy
 actually...and yes I did just try it. I would trade all of my newly
 bought airport snacks for my ipod right now. My God! This is so hard without
 music. Stupid nano for being so freakishly small that all I do is lose
 you over and over. To be very honest
 about this whole weekend, it was been 20% weekend and 80% lame. But
 let's try to find the happy little spots of sunshine, shall we? Afterall
 I could be typing on this all night and who really wants to read an
 entire blog of complaints? I left thursday night and lost my new glasses
 someplace between my office and la guardia. But hey! They could be on my
 desk. The flight attendant on thurs night was a total caricature if
 there's ever been one of a flight attendant. If I dreamed one up she
 would have looked like her and sounded like her. Only this woman was uber
 rude in a sort of subtle way that left you questioning yourself. Then
 came the sunny side. When she used the intercom, her already nasal voice
 cartooned itself into something I could not help but repeat. I may have
 looked crazy, but I was literally repeating everything she said under
 my breath and laughing when I got it right. Now you may be confused as
 to how a mean woman with a cartoonish
 nasal voice does any bit of good.at this moment maybe not, but in some
 future sketch show some where, behold! There will be questionably
 rude, nasaly voice, otherwise perfect flight attendant woman! Alas! Whoa
 this is too good to be true. On the brink of hour 6 they have announced
 that the flight is finally boarding!!! Oh please let this happen, I want
 to go home. Blog to be continued...