Just call me Rip Van Winkle.

I’ve somehow managed to sleep through a 5.2 magnitude earthquake at around 4:30am this morning. All the other “Princess and the Pea” sleepers across Illinois were roused from bed, most believing they were being robbed. But that doesn’t mean I’m sleeping soundly; no no, I wake at 5:30am and fitfully wrestle with the sandman for the next three hours. I missed the big show and would have to live with it.

I wake again at 11am, check the Internet and proceed to weep quietly into my pillow. A 4.6 aftershock at 10:15am failed to do much at all in my house; I had just made a very unconscious decision to sleep through TWO earthquakes in one morning. I’m left living vicariously through comments on various news articles:

“The quake moved my bed across my room. I woke up and I was awake. I went into the kitchen and got a chocolate chunk cookie. I ate it. I then went pee. After that I washed my hands. Then I got ready for work. I forgot shoes. What was I talking about…”
Posted by SHE—RAHHHHH

“I was asleep during this supposed ‘first quake’ and in the bathroom at work during the second one. I felt nothing either time. This is all an elaborate hoax by you people to make me lose my mind. Yes that’s right – I felt nothing in the bathroom. It was business as usual…”
Posted by Hip Young Gunslinger

“Sorry, It was my new car stereo. I installed eight 40 inch woofers. I needed 2 additional alternaters to keep the battery alive, but it rocks! Again, sorry about all the cracked masonary…”
Posted by Kev

“I was totally playing the original ‘QUAKE’ when it happened.”
Posted by Jeffrey

“When the quake happened, I thought I must be hallucinating. But the unicorns seemed to notice it as well, so I guess I wasn’t.”
Posted by Chicagoan