I felt it and thought it was super fun. (Disclaimer: I might be a geology student.) I was in a ground-floor classroom about 87 miles from the epicenter with a geology nerd friend. When the shaking started, we looked at each other, eyes alight. We don't get earthquakes here, so it was sooooper exciting. I laughed to myself as I wiggled involuntarily in my chair, and since I never for one moment felt that we were in danger, I also got a kick out of watching the walls sway. As soon as the shaking stopped, our prof calmly suggested that we go outside, so we did. My buddy and I made a beeline for the science building, where we met up with our geology professors and our other geology nerd friends. We were like an oasis of happy people in a desert of frightened ones. We got some really weird looks from the crowd of deeply unsettled people around us, lemme tell ya. After a while four of us took off for the bar, where we drank in celebration of the quake.
I got home to find extremely minimal damage and one monumentally freaked cat. My parents live 4 hours southwest of me and didn't feel it, so I made a little video for them. Afterward I cleaned up the mess. It took about 15 minutes, and I giggled to myself the entire time; cleaning up earthquake mess struck me as absolutely ludicrous, considering that I live in the most geologically and meteorologically stable place in the United States!
Here's the sum total of the earthquake damage in my humble abode. (Mind you, I just now noticed two additional items that tipped over on a shelf. Onoes!)
In other news, a hurricane may strike here over the weekend. I so hope it does. A week that has both an earthquake and a hurricane can only be epic.