Thursday night: All the world is a very narrow bridge.

[asher553]

I live in South-West Portland and work in South-East Portland. This means that on a clear day - which today clearly was not - I have to contend with sun glare on both ends of my driving commute. It also means that (rain or shine) I cross the Ross Island Bridge. It's a 40-mph zone with two narrow lanes and no median, which means that some part of my brain goes all Rain Man every time I cross the bridge with the traffic zooming past me at 80+ mph in the opposite direction. (Did I mention I have a bit of driver's anxiety?) But I've gotten used to it, so it doesn't bother me like it did at first.

I was planning on working late - to 8 or 8:30, say - but with this storm coming in I knocked off at 6pm and spent an hour watching Finé and Izetta struggle to save Eylstadt.