Too bad, Tink. If it makes you feel any better, I basically ruined my ibook by closing it while I still had the cap to my jump drive sitting on the keyboard. Aaaaargh! The screen did not react kindly to that treatment and it eventually became totally unusable. Guess who had to scramble to buy a MacBook right in the middle of crunch time for her class? Yep, that'd be me.
Oh, and this morning I had a downright obnoxious commute.
There was a switch problem at the JFK station apparently. So all this traffic piled up. We'd crawl along and then sit for five minutes, ten minutes... Oh, and there wasn't a seat to be found, so I'm standing in the crowded aisle.
There are two teenage girls chatting at the top of their shrill voices and when the train does start moving, one of them is always bumping into me with her bag or her shoulder and such. Plus, all this time I am right next to an atrociously illustrated ad for a sperm bank of all things. gah.
Once we got past JFK, we still had traffic to deal with. More waiitng. Of all the mornings to get up extra early! Bah. But that's not all. At South Station, this old lady starts chatting to me as if we were best pals. On and on about going in to town to sign papers and get tax credits for her illegitimate children or about the 40-year-old guy (half her age) who proposed marriage and tried to woo her with a 6-pack of mini donuts and some coffee or ...well, you get the picture. aagh! Somedays I really hate riding the T, you know. *sigh*
