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[like_a_clown]

last night, I dreamed I was in an airplane and it suddenly plummeted earthward. it was utterly terrifying -- I recall reacting just as I imagine I would've reacted had it been true -- by trying to get control of my panic, almost succeeding in achieving an "oh, well, that's it then, ok" feeling, and then having this ... terrified dread sink in as my stomach got all floaty, like it does on a rollercoaster. I remember praying that we were over water, though I knew deep down it wasn't so. I also recall the impact, and its lasting just a split second, and then I was elsewhere...on another plane, I think. another dream. I think that one crashed too.

I did jack shit today. Covered this guy's radio show because he's home for Thanksgiving. That was 2-5 a.m., ug. Went to sleep at about 5:30, woke up just shy of 2 (I think -- I stayed in bed til nearly 3 reading), got a sandwich, read more, looked at my novel, didn't work on it, talked to Andrea for an hour and a half, finished the book, and here I am. :)

Richie? I want a Subaru now. I just got done with Pain Management. ;)