i was in my art class, painting my huge-ass, paper-mache beetle during second period today… phantom of the opera was emitting from my teacher’s tape player and robb says, “what the fuck was that?” with a stoned expression on his face. i didn’t even feel the first part of the quake but then i noticed that the lights were swinging back at forth at the ceiling. my teacher made us duck and cover under our ugly desks and people were laughing and some were panicky. thankfully, the 7.0 earthquake didn’t terribly affect vancouver, at least not so much as seattle. i hope the people there are all right.