You guys, I am writing this while sitting in an airplane, 33,860 feet over the state of Illinois. How friggin COOL is that?!?? Yeah, yeah, yeah…I know in-flight WiFi has been around for a while now, but it’s been years since I’ve flown, so you can’t blame a girl for having geekgasms over this technological wonderment.
Fluffy widdle clouds over Illinois
Per usual Jenny fashion, travel has not been mundane thus far. It began with a devastating discovery: a white hair, plainly visible among my dark-brown-almost-black hair. It’s only my second-ever white hair (the first was during a particularly stressful period 2 years ago), but it was still enough for this 31-year-old to almost lose her sh*t in the women’s restroom at Terminal 4 of JFK Airport.
I decided to stay positive by telling myself that this must be my body’s way of telling me that this vacation was long overdue. 😉
Then, as I sat in front of my gate playing 7 Little Words, a red alert box popped onto my phone’s screen which screamed, “Tornado Alert!” Seriously? Yep. Gothamist confirms that a tornado touched down in parts of Queens and Brooklyn.
Lastly, when we reached cruising altitude and I eagerly took out my laptop to…well, to do what I’m doing now, it wouldn’t power on.
asdf!@#
What kind of scanning machine did the TSA use on my baby?!? Did the shuttle driver mishandle my laptop bag? Oh I will SUE his ass! Is it possible that the plane is giving off some type of radioactive waves that are rendering my laptop useless? Can I find someone in LA to drive me to an Apple Store so someone could take a look at it?
I frantically performed a quick web search via my phone (seriously, how did we ever survive without smartphones?), and after a few minutes of fumbling and cursing under my breath, I was finally able to get my baby to boot up after an SMC reset. Phew.
Here’s to hoping the rest of my vacation goes a bit smoother. 🙂
