I had a weird dream last night. In it I had purchased a run-down old house and a fancy sports car from the same company (some kind of combo realtor-auto dealership, I guess). I was touring the house, which was in pretty bad shape, when I noticed there was a second floor apartment in it. I asked the woman from the company if I owned that part of the building as well. Dreams are weird that way, you know? I had supposedly just bought this house and I didn't even know anything about it or what exactly I had bought. I guess this is actually a pretty boring dream, and a pretty boring retelling of same.
The worst of it was that my alarm went off right before I got to test drive my new car.