February 27, 2008

  • The earth moved, again...

    The first time I encountered an earthquake, we were on holiday (the same holiday that we nearly got run over while waiting for a bus).  Mum and I clung to each other in the kitchen.  Dad, on the balcony, thought he'd kicked the table.

    Last night, the bed started pitching about, in a manner usually reserved for hammocks, and one of the cards on my bookshelf fell over.  I was half asleep, and woke up in a faintly panicked manner, but was too tired to actually carry the panic to its full conclusion, and dropped off again quite quickly.  The rest of the office is not debating the earthquake, so I can only conclude, like the majority of my friends with whom I've been in touch, they slept through it.  How anyone could sleep through that is beyond me.  More perturbingly, one claims that he was still awake and oblivious...

    I also made cookies last night.  The Cath Kidson Floral Apron now has chocolate stains, which is a grand improvement on my work skirt having chocolate stains.  One could argue that chocolate stains might provide sustenance during a very long meeting, but Management tends to frown upon such shenanigans.

    xxx

Comments (6)

  • Wow. As soon as I heard the news I thought of you, my only British friend. I guess it's a good thing it happened while you were sleeping. Too bad you couldn't have turned it into a rockin' dream! [slow dissolve]....oooh Colin Farrell! You naughty naughty boy! [slow dissolve]

  • It woke me up too...my wardrobe doors were rattling which rather terrified me. But my boyfriend slept through it and so did everyone in my office, it seems

  • So, you're comparing your apron to a towel.

    Do you know where your apron is?

  • I'm happy to hear that you're fine. Andrea told me, and try as we did to watch it on American news channels (and this morning's news as well), they didn't make one mention.

  • eek! I felt one once but it was minor.. how did someone awake not feel that though? Weird.

  • It's odd - there seems to be no rhyme or reason as to who slept through it, who woke up and who was awake and didn't feel a thing ...

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