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Shake, Rattle, and Roll

After a night of tossing and turning--Mr. B called me and wanted to flirt and Sigma man got me into a frenzy talking about sex, I finally went to sleep around 2 or was it 3? I don't know, but at about 4 my bed started shaking and the windows started rattling and I jumped up and at first I thought maybe a car had crashed into the building and caused it to shake or something, but then, as I was putting my rode on to cover my nude body, I realized that either it was an earthquake or Jesus was coming back and I quickly went for my shoes just in case I needed to duck and dodge falling things while turning the tv to the news station (whew, long sentence). There was nothing on the news about an earthquake so I stayed up and watched and watched and when the 5am news came on the weather man kept intermingling his experience with the quake in between telling us the weather. It was an experience I might add. My little brother called me to tell me he was scared. Why he called me, I'm not sure, but he did. I don't think I like my first experience with the quake. I hope it's the last. When I was in my classroom taking a break from the meeting, my cabinets started to shake and I later found out that there was another mini quake. I don't know if it was the after shocks or not, but it scared me too.

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