It's official. She's lost her mind.
Today while resting Laurie told my whole team what she did to my life to get me to the place where I am now...and she thinks that it should be used as a pattern to follow to destroy all of the other people that she doesn't like. That's an admission of guilt. It's so sad to watch a car careening down the highway with no brakes, isn't it. You just know she's gonna go over the guard rail and crash down the cliff, but you just can't do anything but watch.
She's talking about contacting my job, my sister, fucking with Christopher and destroying my friends' lives again...knowing the whole time that she's being recorded while doing it. It's the last desperate chest thumps of an old tired gorilla...that's a metaphor Laurie, not a slur. I'm hearing her go over her "list of things that get her attention" so often now that it's like some kind of mental patient rant that even the meth can't fix anymore.
Laurie's need to convince people to pay attention to her but not talk about her is sickening...and, quite frankly, disturbing to an intelligent crowd like the one that works for me. She's lost everything that she once valued...meth does that to a person.
Don't feel sorry for her...she'd do it all over again if she could.
