Yeah, what the fuck! One second i am washing the dishes, next my toes start twitching from the floor, then the whole apartment is shaking as if the jolly green giant just rolled up and started shaking it. Things were shaking and rolling back and forth. Flash backs of being an earthquake in seattle started popping up in the memory banks. Trying to decide to sit it out in the apartment or flee, i somehow just stayed put. Maybe it was because my place is set on twigs and if i ran out i would probably be crushed, safer inside. The bottom floors is held up with just a couple of columns, i mean if there was a real earthquake i would really be fucked, it would be nice knowing everyone. Well the earthquake was deep enough where it couldnt cause too much damage, but it registered at a nice 6.9.
Well if one wasnt bad enough, just a couple hours later, another damn earthquake shook the apartment, even stronger this time. Just standing and waiting, hoping that it would be little, but it got stronger and stronger, as the floors and walls moved. Usually i thought that aftershocks getting smaller, but damn this was not the case. I was about the hug fumi and call it the end of the world, ha ha ha ... then it stopped. Good damn, this one topped out at 7.4. and praise the lord that my chopstick apartment is still standing. I am having second thoughts of where i live, as it isnt the most earthquake friendly design. Good to live another day.
Luckily i didnt have a earthquake kit prepared, heck and that reminds me that i should make one, but then again, damn i am lazy. Mmmmm ...
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