Tuesday, July 2, 2002
Chris sent me this instant message at 1:24 AM: "christian_delay (Tue 07/02/02 01:24:35 AM): Hey - it's 10:22 pm. I know that's something like 1 am your time. Our house is being tented tomorrow so they can gas the hell out of it and kill termites. We have to double bag everything edible and spend the night at a friend's house. Eessh. I saw the biggest spider I've ever seen a few nights ago. It was seriously creepy. We gassed the shit out of it 'Spring Fresh Death' (otherwise known as 'Raid with new pleasant Spring Fresh scent'). It was a goner in 2 seconds. Effective stuff. I check my shoes now before I put them on. *shudder*. That's all for now - hope this IM finds you in good health and joy. -CD"—I woke up around 3:00 AM and couldn't sleep, so I got up to make backups of the computers. At work, I started drafting the new orientation Web pages for Cindy, Joel, Julie, and Ashley. It took most of the day; I also needed to create a paper form in InDesign and make a PDF of it to put in the new pages. On my way home from work, I waited at Milberry Union from 5:50 to 6:20 PM—no Bus 66. I took a 43 to 9th and Judah and waited there from 6:20 to 6:40 PM—no Bus 66. Another commute from hell courtesy of The City That Knows How to Put You in a Bad Mood When You Get Home From Work. Patrick made fried shrimp po-boys for dinner—delicious. I took a shower, but I couldn't shake that feeling of needing to leave San Francisco—one of the few ways to resolve having to deal with MUNI.