Commercial dreams

Apparently my dreams are now open to celebrity guest appearances. Last night I dreamed I had 'sealed' the deal with someone in SF for being mine, permanently. We were in some metro area that I can't recall now, for a reason that made sense in the dream but is also lost now. We decided to see a flick, and settled on Fair Game (though it was called No Left Turn in my dream). Huge line because somehow though it had been open for weeks, it was suddenly opening weekend. But in line for it, I was standing next to Wil Wheaton. And for whatever reason, he knew me on a first name basis, and was more than a little distraught that I reacted as a fanboi to him because I didn't know him that way, per se.

Soooooooooooooooooooo bizarre.