Last night. First earthquake since moving to the bay area. Chieka barks like a mad thing. Heather yells at Derek "grab Chieka" as they stand in the doorway. Derek tells Heather to "breathe" (because she isn't). Chieka runs and pees on the bed. Mildly freaked. Cory's found the source (map) and they're talking about it over here. I need to work on my response skills. Two truths and a lie: it's not too late. "Five mins. after returning to my desk I realized I had forgotten to tear off the paper towel I had written on, D'OH! I then decided it would make good contemplative material while the next person did their business." Marie