You Got Me Workin' Workin' Day and Night....

I wish I had more to blog other than I work, work, work...
but I don't. The project is challenging the work good,
but I don't remember my weekends and I don't sleep very well.

There's definitely rough sailings ahead, in distant shores
and, unfortunately, in familiar waters.

Pray for me.

Jenn vs. Newark International Airport

Jenny - 0; Newark - 2

This place sucks; a live limbo on Earth. Last week my flight was delayed 4 hours! I arrived in Portland at 1am PST/ 4am EST.

This week, the cute Brit sitting next to me takes my 60G Video iPod while I was sleeping! I wish he's SOD off!! Karma, go git 'im! (Serenity now!)

Here I am, sitting with my PM, waiting for a flight a delayed flight. It's only an hour delay - despite the hellish travel day due to the foiled terrorist plot in the UK. It'll never end. Freedom of travel has taken yet another blow in the head.

No water. No beverages. No shampoos. No lotions. No toothpaste. No lipgloss. Nothing liquid. In the UK, no eletronic gears at all. You can't bring your laptop or cell phone. Basically, you walk on the plane naked with your goverment-issued ID super-glued to your forehead. Yes, this is the future of travel and it is not pretty.

Well... at least I got upgraded to First Class, so all is not lost!

See you guys in L.A. this weekend! This girl is dancing her arse off!!!!!!

It's HOT HOT HOT in New Brunswick

It sorta sucks out here right now:

102 - New Brunswick, NJ
100 - Las Vegas, CA
85 - Los Angeles, CA
80 - Portland, OR

I miss so many things and so many people right now that being kept busy at this new client is a good thing.

Jenny vs. The New Jersey Turnpike

Jenny 0; Turnpike 1.

The medication the ER dispensed to me helped me sleep through my 5 hour flight to Newark. I just realized I've never been to this airport. That idea always seem to excite me. Hey, when you travel as much as I do, you have to get excited over something. As I looked out my window, I saw the New York cityscape off in the not-too-distant horizon. Wow, I didn't realize that how close Newark airport was to NYC. It made me happy to see her again.

After getting off the plane, I made my way throught the maze that is Newark. I think it's a close second to O'Hare as far as a nightmare. I got my luggage from Baggage claim and headed to car rental. My goodness!! the Air Train was slower than artic molasses. At the rental desk, I innocently asked if there were tolls on my way - he looked at me like I was from California. Oh well... when I finally got to my rental car, it hot, humid and I was so tired. Princeton, here I come!!

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. I got past the first toll only to realize I was on the wrong side and missed the 95 S - i.e. Turnpike South. I was on Turnpike North with New York city closing in on my dashboard. Panicked? YES. People, I will NEVER EVER complain about Calfornia freeways again. This is madness... there are no exits and when you do take an "exit" it's a another freeway to a tunnel.

At the next toll booth, the attendant took my dollar and asked me how my day was going. I started to pour out my soul to the poor fellow. "I'm lost!! I don't know where I am and I need to get back to the 95 South." He smiles and said to follow the 3 to the Turnpike South. It was a squirly way back, but it worked.

So, after an 18 mile detour, I ended back at the airport and headed out to my hotel. Again, I missed one other Highway, but, after an hour and half I finally got to my hotel. I was still hurting, but now I was in a Heavenly Bed.