Last night around 4am or so I awoke to a little shakey shake of the bed. Lo and behold we had ourselves a little earthquake. However, I was so sleepy at the time it barely registered to me what happened. It was like having a weird dream and then forgetting about it when you wake up. Then the memory of it as triggered when my roommate asked if I felt it. And my brain thought, "oh ok, that DID happen. Good, we're not completely insane....yet."

This wasn't my first earthquake but it might have been the biggest I've felt in my 3 and half years out on the west coast. Earthquakes are weird things. It's nearly impossible to predict when they'll hit which is a fear that keeps many away from Los Angeles. And keep 'em out! It's too damn crowded here anyways. (Rant: the city is really terribly planned it's like no one realized that EVERYONE would want to live in a place with ideal weather).

Regardless, I don't have any type of emergency kit for myself. Just got my wits about me. Though there was a time when I'd analyze all the rooms I went into to figure out the best place to go if one hit. Instinctually I'd go up against objects like a bed or desk so if anything fell it could create a type of pocket. Might sound paranoid but I felt validated when a co-worker said that's what you're supposed to do. I'm like an emergency genius!

I also have faith in myself to figure it out as one time I basically MacGyvered my car back together on the way back from college. The exhaust pipe on the "good car" gave out about an hour into my 5 hour drive, dragging against the pavement in the middle of the car. So I found a bungie cord thing (technical name) to hold it up until it snapped off around New York City and then I wrapped the jumper cables around the OUTSIDE of the car. Ghetto fabulous. Needless to say I got home in one piece but wicked pissed shouting at my parents, "Thank God I'm smart!"

Daylight Savings has robbed me of my sleepy time! I will not stand for this. I shall protest by going to bed "earlier" tonight.

In other news I realized that if/when I become a really big deal and have lawyers and accountants that I'll incorporate myself, probs for tax reasons, and I will either call it:

1. Damn The Man, Inc.
2. Big Bad Corporation

Those are my faves right now, let me know if you have any other suggestions. However, immediate disqualification for anything using "Your Mom," as it's just too predictable and overused.