| Current location: | home |
| Current mood: |  shaken awake! |
| Current music: | the furnace |
| Entry tags: | earthquake, weather |
My first earthquake!!!
So I spent a week in Los Angeles, earthquake capital of the country, right? Nothing.
It was slightly after 5:30 AM. Charles had just come back from the bathroom or downstairs or somewhere. I was awake because my alarm had recently gone off.
So we're lying there and the bed is moving, short, rhythmic, back-and-forth movement (no comments from the peanut gallery, please), as if a cat is scratching with its back legs. I raise my head... no cats. I hold very still--the movement continues. I meep at Charles in confusion. He feels it too. EVERY SINGLE GHOST MOVIE EVAR goes through my head.
Charles suggests an earthquake. I get out of bed because I have to get up, and also I'm starting to get weirded out. Check a couple of news sites, and indeed, there was a quake about 200 miles southwest of here. I've slept through every other single earthquake either here (there was one maybe... three? years ago, when I was temping at ATA) or in Maine. Huh. Now I'm vaguely curious what it would have felt like if I'd been standing on the floor.
The cats weren't particularly agitated. Q jumped up on the bed looking for attention almost immediately afterwards. Rocket was sleeping on the (clean) laundry, and Chyna was looking for breakfast. Don't know what Calico Guest Kitty (long story) was doing.
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