Around 2:15 AM, I awoke to my entire room shaking. My bed was trembling, and my various swords and electronics were moving across the surfaces on which they were stationed. A few books and DVDs even fell off of my shelves.

I live on the second floor above the garage in my house, so naturally, the first thought that came to my sleep-addled, paranoid mind was this: "I really hope my room isn't shaking because the support beams are collapsing." I did not really sleep after that incident, but I was too tired to go check on the matter (that, and I did not want to alert my five pit bulls and one border collie to my activities). Thankfully, the support beams were still intact this morning, and I did not imagine the entire thing.

For the first time in my life, I felt an earthquake. Apparently, it registered as a 4.7 on the Richter scale. The epicenter was about eighty miles from where I live, possibly a bit less as the crow flies.

Give me tornadoes, floods, ice storms, or wildfires, and I am not phased at all by their occurrence. That earthquake was unnerving. We just don't have stuff like that happen around here; it's only recently become a minor concern in Oklahoma. I don't know if it was just because it startled me awake or what, but I don't think I want to experience another earthquake any time soon. Here's to hoping my preference will be noted so that I can get a bit of sleep this evening, as opposed to last night.

Also, on a completely unrelated note, my "Batgirls - Inked" picture seems to be getting a ton of favorites recently. That makes me really happy. I worked on that piece for a really, really long time.