Earthquake! etc.

Ok as most of you probably know there was an earthquake last night at 12.56 am. I had just got into bed and was at the point of dozing off when I hear this strange rumbling. Given I'm next to a main road and my window was open I assumed it was a lorry driving past, either that or just wind (it had been ridiculously windy during the day). Anyway that's when the building starts to shake, and I'm just like wtf? It went on for a fair while actually, 30 seconds or so maybe? I thought maybe I was asleep to begin with, but it seemed so real, I didn't even comprehend it was an earthquake. I mean its not a regular occurrence really, but the longer it went on the more I figured it must be.

Anyway it stopped and I was just like, 'well that was odd', but rolled over and was about to try and go to sleep. Then I got a frantic knock on the door, and Alice going, "DID YOU FEEL THAT!?!?". Did I feel the largest earthquake in the UK in nearly 25 years? Yes I bloody did, I'd have been a bit gutted not to have done really. She was terrified bless her, me and Kayleigh were just like, 'well that was weird'. I don't think we probably helped her much. But yeh it was a surreal experience, added to by seeing everyone gathering outside in dressing gowns as well. Still nice thing to cross off my things to do before I die list (ok I don't have one of those, and if i did earthquake wouldn't feature high up the list, but you get the point)!


Although in the grand schemes of things its not that much really, it was a 5.2 on the Richter scale, about 820 of those occur a year (according to Wikipedia), so as usual its the UK making a big deal of everything. Oh know its snowed, the world has ground to a halt etc. One bloke was seriously injured when a chimney collapse on him, I mean no disrespect to the guy, I'm sure it hurt but compare that to the 2003 earthquake in Bam, Iraq, where the rumoured number of deaths reached 80,000 (although ,more realistically 30,000) its not much really. I think that's kind of reflected in the photo chosen by the BBC for their story on the website. Sure he doesn't look happy. We British just need to man up.

Well I wrote that yesterday, then blogger decided to be a bastard and refused to let me post it (although it may admittedly have been my Internet). But either way, I lost the second half which was about ice hockey so here we go again.

On Monday I went to the ice hockey varsity against Nottingham Trent University with the hockey lot, it was great fun. I think shouting, 'GNVQ!', 'Your Dad works for my Dad', and 'Stand up if you know your Dad' was enough entertainment to cover the entrance price alone. Oh that and the Mexican wave that went round the arena about 4 times. But the ice hockey was good too, if extremely frustrating, and as cliched as it is, we were robbed. Their goalie was amazing, and so many of our shots just would not go in, they won two nil in the end, despite us being the better team. I guess its some consolation that their goalie got man of the match.

Anyway we managed to drown our sorrows fairly effectively, in true hockey style. As normal we spent half an hour walking round in circles trying to find Bloo bar, where a friend of a friend of a friend etc. was having their 21st. We pretty much doubled the number of people there. Still it was quite a nice place, we didn't stay long though cos it was late already, and expensive. So we moved on to Spoons. There wasn't many of us by that stage actually, and finally we hit the Cookie club where we completely owned the dance floor. It was a great night, so much fun.

The next morning wasn't so fun. I got in at quarter to four, and then had a nine o clock lecture, so when I woke up three hours later, I was still drunk. I proceeded to fall asleep in my first lecture. I survived the day more or less though, including my seminar and my group work meeting. Had a nap and then stayed up and did more work!

And now that its Thursday guess I may as well tell you what happened yesterday despite losing all energy and enthusiasm to blog. Yeh Callum (off of TF) came to visit, well not technically me as I'm not that exciting, but yeh. We went ice skating which was awesome fun, even though it fricking killed. But I didn't fall over! He did, unfortunately I have no photographic evidence, and he's likely to deny it, but he actually did! Please believe me! Anyhow, we got take away, then Spoons.

Where I swear all the weirdos had come out just for Callum. Some guy was completely off his face on something and was telling us how he used to put LSD in his eyeballs and roll them back into his head so it went straight to the blood stream, and something about a song from the 80s. When we left he was stood outside on the tram lines preaching to a lot of bemused looking people. The there was an Elton John lookalike, who had trousers up to his armpits in Simon Cowell stylee, who was stood about a millimetre from the door and window looking out, and acting very suspiciously. Then a really skinny ginger guy in drag, who walked through Spoons completely on his own as if no one was there. Very odd. Then this morning, we saw another weirdo, with cotton wool in his ear!? who told us when to cross the road. Strange times.

And that's about it really. Stole a Starbucks mug cos we're cool, obviously. I went to the library brought some fancy dress (bar crawl dressed as a police man tonight) and came home.

Sorry this has been a well long entry, written on separate occasions, with no pictures. But there we go. If you got this far, I love you.