and just what do you think my subconscious was telling me?

I woke today, very sad. You see, my boyfriend, Jason Statham, was being terribly rude, distant and disconnected with me, and I finally figure it out. And it dawned on me that, there, all the time, had been the perfect man for me in the form of my platonic friend, Hugh Jackman. And i wondered if I'd blown it with him or if he was still waiting patiently for me to stop being an idiot...

and then  I woke up...

and realized, there is no Hugh Jackman waiting for me to get a clue.