Dream lover

Last night I dreamed I got together with Zach Braff. We were at a party with other celebrities, and I got to talk to Kirsten Dunst, too. I asked her hard-hitting questions like, "What's it like to get all that free stuff?" and "Is Maggie Gyllenhaal totally the coolest person ever or what? Do you think she'd be my best friend?"

But the best part was that Zach and I were cuddling in the corner, and he was just so sweet. But halfway through the party, I remembered I was married. Either Tim showed up, or I just started to feel sick with my infidelity.

It really burns me up that I can't kiss on anyone I want to in my dreams. I hate the guilt. I even woke up with a yucky feeling, so I had to "confess" it to Tim. My only consolation is that he is the same way. So at least he's not whooping it up, carefree in his celebrity make-out dreams, while I'm wracked with dumb guilt.