Two small quakes today.

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I hate it when it happens. And it had to be my luck: on both I was on the second floor. I went down as fast as I could, while watching the lamp at the starway to see how big it was. Both were small. And I have to thank the last one that I ate diner. I was going to mulot until I was really hungry, but I would not climb the stairs until my knees stopped quaking. So I checked the kitchen. Leftovers of leftovers for me. There was some pasta, a bit of tomato sauce. I beat a couple of eggs, added spices, the pasta and the sauce. And there was a really nice tortilla. I have washed lettuce in the fridge, but I did not want to eat anything too cold. Should I thank the earthquakes?