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[intothelight]

just now, brian and i were going to sleep, and he jumped, the way you do when you're having those little mini-dreams when you're right on the edge of falling asleep. i asked him if he was falling, because usually, in those dreams, you wake up because you've jumped out of a hot air balloon or you've tripped on the sidewalk or something (when i was little i had a recurring dream that i was falling from a doctor's examining table). and this conversation ensued:

-were you falling?
-hm?...no, not then. i fall out of gutrksehz a lot.
-out of what?
-guitar cases.
-you fall out of them a lot?
-well, today.
-you fell out of guitar cases a lot today, huh.
(pause)
-is that what i just said?
-yes.
(pause)
-aw, crap.