Right now, I'm in Allentown area, Pennsylvania. And I just felt a small earthquake. WOW. Apparently, the earthquake had a magnitude of 5.9, with it's epicenter in Virginia, and it's vibrations felt all the way from Virginia to Boston, Massachusetts (according to mcall.com). This was the first time I've ever felt an earthquake. It only lasted a few seconds, but it's amazing how fast you can think--I was sitting here, at my computer, when I heard a small creak (which I didn't pay attention to, because our house will creak a little every now and then from the wind), and then the table starting shaking. I thought that was strange, but didn't pay attention for a second. But then it kept shaking, and my so was the screen of my laptop. So then I was like, "What in the world?" For some crazy reason, I thought it was a really hard gust of wind that was shaking the house. Yah, makes perfect sense. Anyway, then I realized it wasn't even storming, so that didn't make any sense. Then the thought occured to me the maybe it's an... no, an earthquake? Here? I mean, even just to feel the vibrations of an earthquake. So I looked around to see if anything really permanent was moving, or if I was going nuts & was shaking the table myself. The ceiling fans are shaking... okay, that doesn't really count--ceiling fans aren't exactly the most stable items. I looked at my cat in the armchair for a minute. She didn't look too distressed. But then I noticed the windows were shaking (we have the kind that open kind of like a door, and ours were open at the moment). Okay, so I'm not nuts. Maybe it was the edge of an earthquake? Well, it's stopped now, anyway. Maybe I'll ask mom or dad about it when they get home. Or maybe it'll be on the news. Of course, I'm still thinking, Here? But, it happened. I guess a lot of unusual things have been happening lately. Welcome to the beginning of the end times.
jessie
