Thursday I was so sick I left work after a half day (never done that before). I guess it was a cold because it didn’t crossover into my throat/lungs until late Saturday. I called off work Friday as well. Amy came over and I bored her to death because I didn’t want to move except to go to (her brother) Alex’s birthday dinner on Saturday night.

Friday did have some high points though. In the afternoon I got confirmation from American Express that I was in fact approved for the card I applied for a month ago and should receive it soon. Finally I’m not a 706 credit score that can’t get a credit card any more. The same afternoon the mail came and I got a letter from Mercury Insurance. Now, this is nothing unusual, since my rear-ending accident they’ve sent me lots of letters about how either A) they need me to fill yet another form out and mail it to them or B) they want to assure me again that no- they haven’t settled the case yet (thank god my car was still drivable). However, this time it contained a check for my damages. So, finally, a year later I’m going to give my car over to a shop and witness the rebirth of my baby, and I’m going to get some tweaks on her so she’ll be better than before.

I wasn’t totally rolling around in bed all day Friday, I used the extra time to finally update the portfolio page on longimage.com. (so check it out)

So, now that I’m getting over my illness….my neck looks like I got attacked by a bee hive. The instructions on my electric shaver say to replace the blades every six months. It is also explained clearly that it is NOT a wet shaver but a dry one. I have never changed the blades on this Christmas 2004 gift from Amy, and I’ve managed to get water into the thing more than a few times. My neck skin had been getting irritated after shaving for awhile, but I assumed it was my skin – not the razor. When I shaved before going to Alex’s party Saturday night I developed a full –on case of folliculitis. Of course I didn’t know then what the hell was going on, I just knew that wherever I went I heard “oh my god, what happened to your neck, are you okay?” when they saw the quarter inch red spots all over it going from the chin all the way almost to the collarbone from ear to ear. It wasn’t until today that I realized what I might have done to myself. Sure enough, I popped open the razor head (a separate function from emptying the little hairy bits) – and discovered three razor rings with little proppy things (to trap hair I guess) that were brown with rust. I had ground rust into my hair follicles… STUPID STUPID STUPID! This was #2 on the list of things I could have got at Frye’s when I went there TWICE three weeks ago to look at digital cameras and forgot about. #1 was…uh…I still don’t remember, but it is something I’ve been needing for awhile and hit myself for not getting it when I was there.