Went to a Party Last Saturday Night...

Saturday night, got into this MASSIVE row with this girl at a party. Don't ask me how it started or what it was about but it just devolved into this loud, ugly shouting match where we were hurling the worst names at each other. Prior to this — don't ask me how — my brand new LG Lucid 2 phone got totally fucking shattered and I quietly thanked the gods that I'd gotten insurance on it, and my mind raced with thoughts about what I would replace it with, and how much it would set me back...

... and then I woke up from the bad dream.

Quietly took stock of reality:

1) Phone intact, unshattered.
2) The girl didn't exist.
3) Party I attended the previous night was fine and I departed without incident.