What a day

First off, I guess somehow it is Saturday (how that happened, I don’t know), and so Slow Build has updated. Racing, in which we meet a new person. More importantly. This was my bus stop this morning. It is not much, but it has been there a while and is getting really weird and compacted: But Forest Grove is always grosser, weather-wise, than Portland. However, the snow remained persistent and steady all damn day. My fantastic employer encouraged me to leave early, because I live out in the suburbs and…