Wow I had totally forgotten what a scheming bitch Lana was. I guess you only remember the good stuff about people, huh? And now that I’m thinking about—oh my—wait a minute. Oh my god. That time she and I were both stranded in that heavy rain storm on Mount Holyoke. And we had to stay behind in the pup tent while the rest of the group went on ahead—because it was all rainy, and muddy, and her hiking boots had been stolen by a pack of ravenous otters—and then—and then—oh my god—holy…Oh MAN.