2008-06-16 - 11:42 a.m.
An Average Earthquake Versus ELOFTING@HOTMAIL.COM's Thought Processes
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What the???
Oh, it's an earthquake... Wait, was an earthquake.
The End
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Last Week's Earthquake Versus ELOFTING@HOTMAIL.COM's Thought Processes
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What the???
Oh, it's an earthquake... Wait, it's kind of a strong earthquake.
Oops, there goes an adrenline surge... Great, now I won't be able to go back to sleep.
Stupid earthquake.
(The plant next to my bed is waving good morning to me. Thanks to reflexes, my heart is pounding frantically. I smile to myself. The contrast between the cuteness of a waving plant and the screaming mania now spreading through my blood stream is kind of amusing.)
I wonder if I should go outside? I know that I should, but I don't want to...
Whatever, it'll be done soon.
(The earthquake, however, is still rocking. Not only rocking, there's jolts being thrown in from time to time now too. The rocking doesn't bother me much. Structures can handle a surprising amount of rocking. But the effects of jolts are unpredicable and making me nervous.)
If this building comes down, you're going to be buried in the rubble because you were too lazy to get out of bed. You realize that, right? (I imagine myself being being pulled from the rubble. The neighbor's dog has led my rescuers to me. I have survived, but my legs are purple, bloodied, crushed and mangled.) Also, think of all those people who died in China. If you don't go outside now, you're basically farting on every one of their graves.
(Thanks to thoughts like these, I'm now standing outside, in my pajamas, in my pirate garden. The buckets of water that had filled up under the drainspout during the crazy rainstorms of the day before* have sloshed themselves almost half empty. I consider the applications of the Sloshing Buckets Scale, an exciting new means of measuring an earthquake's magnitude...)
(Satisfied that the earthquake is now over, I go back inside. No cracks have appeared in the walls. Nor has the cup of coffee that Shuhei prepared for me before he went to work tipped over. Nor have the Seven Lucky Gods - an exceptionally heavy piece of art whose earthquakeproofness has been questioned - come down.)
*(In fact, nothing really seems to have been damaged by the earthquake alone. It was the combination of the earthquake and the crazy rainstorms of the day before that made all the mudslides and trouble. Team Numasawa, however, be rest assured, are just fine.)
