I experienced my first actual SoCal earthquake yesterday--7.2!! And here's how I reacted:
Rad Boyfriend and I were sitting on his parents' couch, about 60 miles north of San Diego. I'd been drinking a bit and thought I felt something strange, but attributed it to the alcohol. I looked over at RB and saw him rocking back and forth on the couch like it was a glider. "Are you moving the couch?" I asked him. "No!" he responded, "it's an earthquake!"
D'oh!
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I've never been in one!
Was it all that it was cracked up to be?
No pun intended. (okay, maybe a little.)
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