it can always be worse, version 8.9, part 2
remember me rearranging my furniture? when i got home after this monster quake, i was quite happy to have done so. the space of floor on which i sleep had nothing there that wasn't there when i had left in the morning.
the next room is very much not the same happy story.
i used to sleep in this other room. right in front of the bookcase. the wobbly bookcase. which is no longer standing. it had toppled. some of the books aren't underneath it. most are. two of my pieces which were displayed on it fell out from under it. they took damage. the others are still under it. the sunday comics are fine, though. :) mom had sent me the sunday comics. i love the sunday funnies. i read them, and i copy the simpler ones to use with my students. this just goes to prove, laughter is immortal.
the pieces from the last firing? haven't unpacked most of them. they're still safe inside the box that i stuffed next to the bigger shelf furniture, which didn't fall over.i stuck them next to it, not in front of it, thinking, well, what if there's a quake? i carefully set the pieces so they couldn't hurt each other. better safe than sorry, right?
right, indeed.
my spider plant got flattened. poor thing. take a hit like that, and not be watered and gently cared for right after. tough life, huh?
i have power. i have gas. i have every means of heating myself that i usually available to me, except for the no running water. hence me not watering the plant. i have a very limited supply of water here, and i'm not wasting it on a plant. i need it. the plant will probably survive a week without water. but i have heat, which is also very important. especially when it's still cold at night.
i have me, perfectly okay. huge mess to clean up, but it'll get cleaned up. if i'm good about it, i'll clean it up out of the kitchen before the water gets turned back on.
am i physically injured at all? yes. one teeny scratch on my thumb.
all the people i know near here are okay. lots of blessings in our area. everybody has power back. we're just waiting on running water and proper stocking of stores again.
in ABQ, when it snowed the city in, it took about 4 days for stores to get empty. here? one. but the bigger grocery store had this funky thing going on. wasn't letting people in or something. so either they didn't have anything or they were making sure they didn't run out immediately, or maybe it was a measure to prevent looting.
in terms of food and beverages, i'm good for two days before i start worrying. got some tortillas, pinto beans, cheddar cheese, 4 eggs. i can't wait. breakfast burrito, which i would on any day here appreciate greatly. and i have everything necessary to make a few when everything's gone to hell. and i get to have a taste of heaven. and, bonus: no water necessary.
so, how are the aftershocks?
nearly continuous. and very annoying. they gave me earthquake induced insomnia last night. just as i was about to doze off, shake shake shake some more. at about 4:25 this morning, i found myself standing in my doorway thinking two things: prayers that there is no more damage, nothing else falls over, etc. and this is why you don't pick everything up immediately.
turns out, that one wasn't an aftershock. it was one of the many completely separate quakes. it was a 5.5, epicenter 4 miles from me. that's a lot closer than i like my quakes.
so, between aftershocks, is it still? no, the ground does not stay put. the thing is, that was an 8.9 earthquake that interrupted my japanese studies. it seems that a quake that big shakes everything loose. so now, everywhere nearby wants to shake. it's quite annoying. every 5-10 minutes, the ground sways or shakes. when it moves up and down, i jump up and get me to a doorway.
the spread of different epicenters for quakes since the 8.9 stretches over 375 miles!
i think i've figured out the difference between a new quake and an aftershock. the new quakes last longer.
now, the ground is in this constant tremble, with the occasional shaking. this makes me think that mother earth caught a cold. we need to feed her some chicken noodle soup to help her get better. i'm gonna feed it one spoonful at a time, in a protective circle around my apartment building.
the next room is very much not the same happy story.
i used to sleep in this other room. right in front of the bookcase. the wobbly bookcase. which is no longer standing. it had toppled. some of the books aren't underneath it. most are. two of my pieces which were displayed on it fell out from under it. they took damage. the others are still under it. the sunday comics are fine, though. :) mom had sent me the sunday comics. i love the sunday funnies. i read them, and i copy the simpler ones to use with my students. this just goes to prove, laughter is immortal.
the pieces from the last firing? haven't unpacked most of them. they're still safe inside the box that i stuffed next to the bigger shelf furniture, which didn't fall over.i stuck them next to it, not in front of it, thinking, well, what if there's a quake? i carefully set the pieces so they couldn't hurt each other. better safe than sorry, right?
right, indeed.
my spider plant got flattened. poor thing. take a hit like that, and not be watered and gently cared for right after. tough life, huh?
i have power. i have gas. i have every means of heating myself that i usually available to me, except for the no running water. hence me not watering the plant. i have a very limited supply of water here, and i'm not wasting it on a plant. i need it. the plant will probably survive a week without water. but i have heat, which is also very important. especially when it's still cold at night.
i have me, perfectly okay. huge mess to clean up, but it'll get cleaned up. if i'm good about it, i'll clean it up out of the kitchen before the water gets turned back on.
am i physically injured at all? yes. one teeny scratch on my thumb.
all the people i know near here are okay. lots of blessings in our area. everybody has power back. we're just waiting on running water and proper stocking of stores again.
in ABQ, when it snowed the city in, it took about 4 days for stores to get empty. here? one. but the bigger grocery store had this funky thing going on. wasn't letting people in or something. so either they didn't have anything or they were making sure they didn't run out immediately, or maybe it was a measure to prevent looting.
in terms of food and beverages, i'm good for two days before i start worrying. got some tortillas, pinto beans, cheddar cheese, 4 eggs. i can't wait. breakfast burrito, which i would on any day here appreciate greatly. and i have everything necessary to make a few when everything's gone to hell. and i get to have a taste of heaven. and, bonus: no water necessary.
so, how are the aftershocks?
nearly continuous. and very annoying. they gave me earthquake induced insomnia last night. just as i was about to doze off, shake shake shake some more. at about 4:25 this morning, i found myself standing in my doorway thinking two things: prayers that there is no more damage, nothing else falls over, etc. and this is why you don't pick everything up immediately.
turns out, that one wasn't an aftershock. it was one of the many completely separate quakes. it was a 5.5, epicenter 4 miles from me. that's a lot closer than i like my quakes.
so, between aftershocks, is it still? no, the ground does not stay put. the thing is, that was an 8.9 earthquake that interrupted my japanese studies. it seems that a quake that big shakes everything loose. so now, everywhere nearby wants to shake. it's quite annoying. every 5-10 minutes, the ground sways or shakes. when it moves up and down, i jump up and get me to a doorway.
the spread of different epicenters for quakes since the 8.9 stretches over 375 miles!
i think i've figured out the difference between a new quake and an aftershock. the new quakes last longer.
now, the ground is in this constant tremble, with the occasional shaking. this makes me think that mother earth caught a cold. we need to feed her some chicken noodle soup to help her get better. i'm gonna feed it one spoonful at a time, in a protective circle around my apartment building.