k i m b e r l y (kimmmie) wrote,
k i m b e r l y

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I had seriously the most realistic dream ever just now, that while spending a day downtown my car was totally broken into and stripped for parts. I guess I'd left it outside a bar, because this crazy drunk guy in a green sweater vest kept trying to "console" me but really was attacking me. I got the cops investigating my car theft to restrain him. Then they began to question me every possible thing about my car. Before the investigation was over, it was decided that I would stay in the little house next to where my car had been jacked, along with the woman who already lived there. But just so it would'nt be weird, i called Trista to stay with me there too. All I kept worrying about was how I was going to tell my dad that my brand new car was stolen

I seriously woke up like, "shit, he's not going to be happy about that." then i remembered that it probably didn't happen.
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