I didn't feel it.
I love earthquakes. Love them. Just a couple minutes ago my coworkers all started saying "Did you feel that?" "Was that an earthquake?" 4.3 magnitude originating in Morgan Hill to be exact.
Now my office is a-buzz with earthquake talk.
I didn't feel it. Grrrrr.
I didn't feel the last one either. I was running around the Foothill College track. It would have been the perfect place to enjoy an earthquake. I would have sat down on the track to feel every little movement. But, alas, I was running and didn't feel it.
Within 2 minutes of today's little quake, I got an IM from Christian and a text from Ashley. Christian felt it in Mountain View. Ashley felt it in San Jose. My building shakes when someone wheels a cart down the hall. It always feels like there's an earthquake going on here.
And yet when a real earthquake hits, I feel nothing.
Is someone playing a joke on me? Can we have a little 5.0-er right now so I can feel it? Please?
I'm going to comfort myself by eating a super sour orange from my parents' house in Hollister. Yep. I feel better now.
1 week ago