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I had to go home for lunch because I accidentally left my salad at home.

Before I went, I brought a stash of Lysol, paper towels, and disinfectant wipes from my office in a baggie. I spent 10 full minutes cleaning and wiping until I was certain it was all gone. Still gross.

Then when I got home, I saw the used condom still lying on the pavement where I’d dropped it. I figured the mental image of this thing was bad enough and skipped on taking a photo.

Weirdly enough, when I headed back to the office, I didn’t see it anymore. Someone must’ve cleaned it up. I wonder who did it?

Since when did Domino’s begin charging a “delivery fee?” And does that mean that you don’t have to tip the driver?

Tonight Yoshi was jonesing for some pizza, so I looked in our coupon pamphlet and found a deal for 1 small one-topping pizza + 2 Amazin’ Greens salads (usually $4.99/salad) for $16.99. I figured that with tax and tip, I would be somewhere around $20 for the order. I figured that I’d have a salad tonight and another salad for lunch tomorrow & save me a trip out of the office tomorrow.

Well after I placed my order (this was after being asked to hold about 20 times while making the order), the pizza girl told me my total was $20.65. I asked why my total was $20.65 when my coupon was for $16.99 (with 8.25% tax, we’re talking about an order of $18.39) and she said “I don’t know.” Great customer service there.

I asked again, “How come my total order is more than $20 when what I ordered was $16.99?” and the response was “That’s what the computer says.”

I basically didn’t care what the computer said because even though I love & depend on my computer, I still think we live in a world where people can overrule what a computer says, especially when the computer is wrong.

I heard the pizza girl ask the manager why the total was so much higher than what we expected and she came back to reply something about a “delivery fee” and also something about an extra charge for each of the salad dressings that came with the salad (Excuse me!?! You are charging me for SALAD DRESSING!? I think that the dressing should come with the salad).

When the delivery guy came, I only left him a tip of $1.35 or so, but then I felt like if I was being charged a “delivery charge” maybe I shouldn’t leave a tip at all. But then, it would suck for the delivery guy if he didn’t get a cut of the “delivery charge.”

Maybe if I hadn’t been charged extra for salad dressing, I would’ve felt more generous with a tip. I wish they could’ve broken down the charges, because I wonder if they charged me for the plastic forks, croutons, and the napkins, too.

I’ll be hard-pressed to order from those pizza nazis again, that’s for sure.

P.S. - The only thing “amazin’” about those salads is how much “green” Dominos makes off of them.

So I decided to stay home all day. Except for taking the trash to the dumpster, I haven’t set foot outside. (Is this really something to be proud of?)

In spider bite news, the swelling around the bites has finally begun to subside. I stopped taking pictures of the bites when they started oozing. That was just gross. My glands, though still swollen, are not nearly as painful as they had been in the last week. But my forehead still hurts because I kept accidentally poking it this morning. (Yes, it was accidental. I stopped poking and scratching it last week after I found out they were spider bites.)

Sorry to Mike for missing yet another Mikestravaganza. I was also supposed to be at another event today/tonight, but staying home seemed like what I needed to do. At least I got to watch the 2005 AKC/Eukanuba Dog Show on Animal Planet with Yoshi. We live a wild and exciting life, don’t we?

(A continuation from Part I)

So today is official Day 7 of my spider attack. For anyone who cares, it is still quite visible on my head. It is getting better, but it is painful and ugly. What a combination.

Anyway, as a continuation of the photo essay from a few days ago when I was trying to figure out ways to cover my bite for work, I present more un-retouched photos of my big, scary, spider-bitten forehead! If you are a masochist, let me just remind you that you can click to embiggen any of the photos.

I thought about the low-tech way to cover my bites, just using my hand. But then I realized it might be hard to type like that.

Maybe I could look cool and “wear” my shades all day? Nahhhh, I just look stupid.

Nothing is a better spiderhead hider than a hoodie! But I was afraid of being mistaken for the Unabomber.

How’s about a wool cap? Sure, if it wasn’t 70 degrees and sunny outside…

…TO BE CONTINUED SOME MORE…

So in addition to the pain and the swollen glands, the spider bites are now officially oozing. Yuck.

On top of that, the skin on other parts of my forehead is dry and peeling.

Yuck, yuck, yuck!

Congratulations to OutOutBlogger and her wife for bringing home a happy, healthy little girl earlier today!

Go wish them congratulations & see some more cute pictures!

… I’ve been trying not to scratch them, but boy do they itch. And I don’t know what they are. I didn’t have them last night, but I did when I woke up this morning.

It’s a little cluster of 3 red bumps right on my hairline, at the top of my forehead. All day, I kept going to the bathroom at the office and looking at them in the mirror. I couldn’t tell what they were. All I knew is that they itched, kind of hurt when I touched them, and they were getting more red and more painful as the day went on.

I went home and put ice on them. I still tried not to scratch. I tried to get a closer look with the magnifying mirror in the bathroom, but I still couldn’t tell what they were. Oh boy, were they itchy little suckers.

So then I watched 4 hours of TV and sat on my hands so I wouldn’t mess with them. I still did mess with them a little bit, cuz I kind of poked and prodded them. They still weren’t any smaller and didn’t itch any less. And I wasn’t any closer to finding out what they were.

After all that TV, I took a shower and washed my face, carefully cleansing the bumps, trying not to irritate them any further. I had kind of poked them a little too much throughout the day while trying to figure out what they were. Oh, and I kind of scratched them. But only a little.

Yoshi just got home and looked at them. Yoshi says they are spider bites.

Now I kind of wish I didn’t know what they were. I don’t like knowing that I got spider bites last night. I probably got them last night in bed.

How am I ever supposed to sleep now that I know there were could be spiders in my bed?

Insomniacally yours,
Joz

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I wouldn’t even know that the Super Bowl was this weekend.

(How sad is that?)