Friday, November 11, 2005
The sore throat I've had since Wednesday is still around. Hasn't gotten worse, hasn't gotten better. I thought of calling in sick, but I figured no one would believe I was really sick if I called in on my birthday. I didn't check my home e-mail all day yesterday since I went to dinner right after work, so this morning I found a whole bunch of birthday greetings in my inbox. Archived documents. Cleaned the bathroom. Did some organizing in the closet. Brunch: leftovers. An amusingly worded headline from today's sfgate.com: "Man fatally shot in Tenderloin." For those of you who don't know, the Tenderloin is a neighborhood in downtown San Francisco known for its higher rates of crime and general seediness. Patrick found Madonna's new album Confessions on a Dance Floor on mtv.com—you can listen to the whole album before its official release a few days from now. Archived my birthday messages. Sent thank you cards. Dinner at home with Patrick: carnitas (pig) quesadillas with tomato, grilled mushrooms, and cheese. We finally finished off the XO truffles that Melissa gave me a long time ago—the last two were still delicious. Watched recorded TV with Patrick: Simpsons (Bart the Fink) and An Ice Cream Show (KQED, 1996). While purchasing ink jet cartridges on Amazon, they offered, and I accepted, to join Amazon Prime free for 4 months. It gives me free 2-day shipping on all eligible items to the contiguous United States. I set a calendar reminder for March to opt out if I don't want to continue the privilege at $70 per year. I can't help feeling like I've just been bought, but they made the offer in a very friendly way. The thought of free 2-day shipping on most everything at Amazon is a little mind-boggling, though. I'm a little afraid for myself, to be honest! I know Amazon isn't exactly the best friend of Democrats according to BuyBlue.org, but it is for me one of the best sites for shopping. Stayed up late doing research for putting together an emergency preparedness kit.