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Got home from the rents, and took a well deserved nap- of course another day, another wierd fucking dream.
Dave Batter of my ex-boyfriend list, came back to haunt. He and I lived in a split apartment that we owned. He was taking his 1/2 and turning into a very contempoary funky clothing store. There was alot of color, orange, blue, green, yellow lockers, alot of childrens ikea shit in the corner. Some lady was making flowers out of paper for a company of Hermes? she ignored me. I went to the basement and found out that dave had not done his property tax in escrow and was due to pay 15,000 in property taxes. He quite ignored me even when his dad showed up. The shop was eventually closed and a bar opened, it was on a busy neighborhood street.
Dave Batter of my ex-boyfriend list, came back to haunt. He and I lived in a split apartment that we owned. He was taking his 1/2 and turning into a very contempoary funky clothing store. There was alot of color, orange, blue, green, yellow lockers, alot of childrens ikea shit in the corner. Some lady was making flowers out of paper for a company of Hermes? she ignored me. I went to the basement and found out that dave had not done his property tax in escrow and was due to pay 15,000 in property taxes. He quite ignored me even when his dad showed up. The shop was eventually closed and a bar opened, it was on a busy neighborhood street.