Mar. 26th, 2007

So, yesterday we had a pretty big earthquake here. Actually, it was over in Ishikawa, but I felt it from where I was -- it was strong enough to wake me up (9:45 on a Sunday morning, of course I was asleep) and knocked over a bunch of stuff in my apartment. My thoughts? "Am I gonna die? More importantly, am I going to have to get out of bed? God dammit."

Another smaller quake hit last night, another this morning, and wow, one just now as I was typing this sentence. I'm guessing these little ones are aftershocks of the big ones -- at least, nothing else has fallen over. Although altogether this is one of those experiences that causes you to pause and take a moment to wonder what made humanity think that colonizing the edge of a fault zone was a good idea anyway.

I'd experienced one earthquake before, within a few days of arriving in California. That one also woke me up, in the middle of the night. I suppose there were a few other quakes while I was there, but I never felt them. Considering my plans to go back to California after JET, it makes me wonder if I'm gonna live the rest of my life in an earthquake zone (after having grown up on basement rock,) and whether or not that's a bad thing.

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