We all scream for ice cream

Ice Cream was the star last night. I laid in bed this morning going over the dream, but I may have waited too long to transcribe it. I remember that he and I were together, perhaps in a bar, and he took me home, and I was very excited about the possibilities, and then he told me it was just so I would have a place to sleep, no sex involved. It was sad.

Now I remember, he was an apartment manager, and he took me and someone else up to his apartment. It looked like old lady or old bachelor decor. But he had a big 52" flat screen tv. He said that he had just won another tv, and I said that I was going to need a tv, and I would really like to have one of those. He told me he would sell it to me for $5. I thought about how nice he was to his friends, but disappointed that he just considered me a friend.