sounds like a modern-day stench ranch.
Why on God's green earth does this sound like your "dream" apartment? Do you envision somehow getting this chick to play for the man-loving team? Midwest, queer, shut-the-eff-up-and-don't-bother-me wishes from her new roomates....to me, this screams Lumberjack Lesbo. Just what I'd like to have as a roomate. She also sounds like if you, with your man-danglies, got the least bit out of line with her concept of what a roommate would be, she'd be sneaking in at midnight with a bar of soap in a sock and going Full Metal Jacket on you.
I'd like to dream about living in an apartment where I don't have a stench ranch existence and sharing my house with a brazilian other people. Specifically, a place with just myself, and ONE other person who happened to be one of those hot wimmins whose attitude towards life is clothing-optional and free love for me only.
You REALLY have wierd dreams.