So last Thursday I was having a fantastic day. I was going to spend my morning at the Lit Arts office, had lunch plans with a friend, would spend my afternoon blogging about my birthday andanswering a million emails, then looked forward to seeing a friend for a movie. Everything was going great. I was having a good hair day and my outfit was on point.
I went to Lit Arts and had a lovely time with the new intern (they call me "Senior Intern" now), arranging the pieces for the student anthology. I felt light and happy. I left a little before 1 o'clock, and biked downtown. I was on Yamhill, coming down to 5th, when I decided to turn left, and angled myself to cross the MAX rails ... diagonally ... which was stupid ... because I have slim little city bike tires ... the kind that fit easily into things like, oh, y'know, MAX rails.