DREAM ABOUT HER!
That's right. I had a dream where I was hanging out with some other girl and eating pizza and what not and Laura shows up. I mean, in the dream I should have seen it coming because the two girls are room-mates, but it was still kind of a shock. So I'm eating pizza in absolute silence, and it's probably the most awkward dream moment I've ever had. On top of that, I got to flip through a little scrap-book or something with a bunch of pictures of her and her "lover" (who I now consider my arch-enemy) with several pages adorned with condoms.
Question: Why the hell didn't I leave in the dream? Why didn't I stand up and walk out? Maybe because I stayed far too long in real life. Maybe I should have said "adios" a year ago instead of sitting around and feeling put-upon.
On the up side, I did see the name Les Claypool in it, so it wasn't all bad.
I hate my brain.