How was your birthday, lady? I was visiting a construction site earlier this morning interviewing Ironworkers. Luckily I was back on the ground a hours before the quake hit, otherwise it would have freaked me the fuck out.
Well, congratulations on your initiation as a Californian.
When I was a kid I went to the U.S. one summer, and earthquakes followed me wherever I went. The night I had a stopover in L.A. there was a quake. When I was in Michigan (yes, Michigan) there was a quake. And within hours of my flying out of L.A. on the way back to Singapore there was a really big quake.
I slept through both of the quakes I was in the middle of. Neither made any impression on me at all, and I was blissfully unaware of both until my mother told me about them the next day. I fail at earthquake awareness, obviously.
You do get used to it. My first quake (that i remember) i was about 4 years old. The last one i felt i was in Horton Plaza in San Diego on the top floor and the whole plaza was swaying. Didn't even make me blink really.
I suppose this makes you an official Californian or something?