From Dream Journal

This is my dream lastnight:

I was set to sing in American Idol, and before I got to LA, I got a call from an agent of some British superstar. She was asking that I get to London (by the way, I was living at te house on 6448 Mulbeery) to appear in a movie with said star. I didn't have any money. I was told to be at the airport by 7 because takeoff was 8:30 the next day. Don't pack anything just come and be sure you have your passport (mine is currently expired). I arrive at the airport, and got straight through past customs and everything without a snag (beacuse I evaded them) and who else shows up at the airport other than Rohan. He didn't have his ID (I didn't have anything, no keys no wallet no nothing. Just my passoprt, and I was wearing a black polo and eiher dark jeans or black pants Rohan was wearing orange.) so he said his dad (Rand or Tom) was coming with his things. We didn't even get on a plane, I kind of just blinked, and we were in London, on set with said star. She was surely beautiful, and she knew I was gay, but still insisted on marriying me. We went on dates, etc, and the movie turned somehow into a porno, but they didn't ask me to have sex in it. Weird. Everyone else got to, including Rohan and a slue of hot guys. As the shooting went along, I saw dalies, and would try to get into the model's pants. After a while miss thang lost her interest in me and went for another gay guy, but still wanted to fuck me. Haha.This whole time I had no money and the company was paying for everything.And EVERYONE knew me.I was pulled into some sort of conference room where they told me I can't be gay and show it everywhere. I got furious, and pulled a meeting with everyone, where that policy was defeated. they continued to shoot porn. It was like I wasn't even there. Heaven. This is where I knew I was dreaming. In real life I couldn't be in the camera range while in my dream I was RIGHT there. I still wasn't having sex, but I was there.Best part. Near the end of the dream, a guy was selling MJ in the bathroom. Maya (who suddenly appeared about 2/3 though) bought me some, and he didn't have bags so I held it in my hand. We walked outside to roll one in her car (I felt papers in my pocket all of a sudden) and everyone was outside. I talked to folks then woke up. I asked what time it was, and someone said 10:40. I woke up and that was the time, and my hand was still closed like there was pot inside.Haha.