disclaimer. below are obnoxious first world problems that i am so privileged to have. they're funny and you can probably relate! i also have real sadness in my heart and life right now (i'm okay, a dear friend is not), but man i am fervently against the overshare. my real problems don't belong online; livejournal taught me better than that.
i've been back to kennedy space center twice in the last month. i dragged my parents when they were down in florida, and i went back yesterday with mark so he could see the newly opened atlantis exhibit. it's a bit of a hike for us to go up and come back in a day, but the place is fascinating- oftentimes beyond my right-brained comprehension- and spending time at KSC is always worth it. it's one of those places that makes me proud to be a floridian, actually. and if you can find a way to see hubble 3d in imax, do it. it is phenomenal.
so we're at kennedy and one of the bus drivers who was especially professor-y in his tour giving reminds us that were it not for NASA, we wouldn't have ipads or disposable diapers or GPS or duct tape. most of life's luxuries! the irony kicks in now, because it was here at kennedy that my crummy antiquated iphone 4's battery drained at an usually rapid speed. "whatever dude, i'll charge it when we get home."
oh no. it is dead and telling me to restore to factory settings, but then not letting me, and angsty googles lead me to believe the only remedy is a trip to the genius bar and a $75 new battery. but BUMP THAT because i'd been planning to upgrade to the 5s when it's released in just five days anyway. just five days without a phone. (oh my god.)
okay, then no phone equals no alarm clock, and now how am i going to be sure i'm awake at 7:50 to zip over to our target in time for 3.1 phillip lim?! all i want is one sweatshirt. maybe i'll wake up at 2am and see if it's online? orrrrrr maybe i'll stay up until 5:30 refreshing my browser and tweeting comrades in disposable fashion when purses! leopard dresses! finally the boom sweatshirt! become available. hashtag: philliplimfortarget birthed new soul sisters in my life in the wee hours of this morning.
and now i'm going to apple, which of course doesn't open until noon on sunday, on little sleep and with my standard glass half empty outlook reserved for scenarios like this (that way you aren't disappointed, only pleasantly surprised!). the genius bar ain't ready for this jelly.
NASA probably invented jelly??