So I've been here a year. And finally I experience an earthquake.
Let me just say that it was really lame. For everyone who dares to compare earthquakes to hurricanes... stop.
After it was over, I was thinking, Hmm, were the upstairs neighbors jumping around again? And then I walked around and saw some ceiling lamps swinging. Only then did I think, Hmmmm, that must've been an earthquake. It was such a non-event.
In other news, we carved an Apple pumpkin. It turned out well.