Yikes. That was a big one. But at least it was short.
(That's what she said.)
Also, I'm sitting at home in a halter dress not fit for public view and the first thing I thought when the quake hit was "Crap! I can't run out of here looking like this! I sure hope this isn't big enough to lead to a need to leave my apartment!"
Which is why, when you live in San Francisco, you should always be presentable. Even in bed. No sleeping in the nude!
Labels: San Francisco