So one thing I have not been able to start a conversation with in my 23 years of life is "So, how 'bout that Earthquake?" Well, now I officially can! Reeeally did not get expected to be woken up a little after 4:30am to my house shaking. At first I thought it was a remnant from a dream, then I figured maybe it was the after effect of thunder. When it just kept going, a steady slightly unnerving shaking with all the things in my room going rattlerattleshakeshakerattle, I realized "Okay, this miiiight be an earthquake." Next thing I know, every member of my family has appeared blearily in the dark doorways of their rooms trying to figure out what was going on. Eventually the shaking started to subside until things were strangely quiet again. Of course, it's kind of hard to go back to bed after your first earthquake, so I was up until 5 waiting for the news to come on and eventually feel asleep 15 or 20 minutes later.
It was a 5.2 on the Richter scale, which I'm sure for any of my friends that live in California/Hawaii/etc is nothing at all, but for the midwest that's a fairly good jolt! The origin point wasn't that far from St. Louis, near the Illinois/Indiana boarder. Luckily the only damage being discussed are broken windows and belongings, and some cracked foundations, but nothing serious as it was a small earthquake.
Did I mention that when I was a kid, I wasn't afraid of monsters or the dark or aliens? I was afraid of natural disasters. I had nightmares where volcanoes would grow in the part behind my house and explode, or giant earthquakes that split my house in two (this mostly came from reading too many books as a kid about the great San Fransico earthquake and that stupid first song in the original Fantasia about the creation of the earth which scared the crap out of me with the earthquakes and lava and shit). Pretty sad, I know. XD So I can't help but say that for a brief moment, I had the "What the fuck" and more than slightly unnerved feeling.
So yes. Earthquake. Who thought the week would end on that?!
It was a 5.2 on the Richter scale, which I'm sure for any of my friends that live in California/Hawaii/etc is nothing at all, but for the midwest that's a fairly good jolt! The origin point wasn't that far from St. Louis, near the Illinois/Indiana boarder. Luckily the only damage being discussed are broken windows and belongings, and some cracked foundations, but nothing serious as it was a small earthquake.
Did I mention that when I was a kid, I wasn't afraid of monsters or the dark or aliens? I was afraid of natural disasters. I had nightmares where volcanoes would grow in the part behind my house and explode, or giant earthquakes that split my house in two (this mostly came from reading too many books as a kid about the great San Fransico earthquake and that stupid first song in the original Fantasia about the creation of the earth which scared the crap out of me with the earthquakes and lava and shit). Pretty sad, I know. XD So I can't help but say that for a brief moment, I had the "What the fuck" and more than slightly unnerved feeling.
So yes. Earthquake. Who thought the week would end on that?!


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It was actually quite amusing during our 5.6 last October to see my boyfriend and cat freak out. He jumped up and ran over to one of the hallway door frames and she ran into the fireplace glass (no breakage) in an effort to hide under the bed for the next hour while I calmly picked up my wine glass so it wouldn't spill and tried to guess the magnitude while I stayed put in my chair. It was funny.
Edited at 2008-04-18 02:17 pm (UTC)
Heh, that's great! I mean, if it's not dangerous, sipping wine and waiting for it to all end sounds like a good idea!
and i heard that this is the first earthquake stl has felt in something like 150 years.