Celebrities invading my dreams and H1N1

I've been having really weird dreams lately. They've been chock full of celebs. Isn't that odd? Last night was particularly celeb filled. Harrison Ford (yes, please!) has been in my dreams for about 4 nights now and visited me again last night. He's quite gentlemanly in my dreams, much to my displeasure. Where's the Indiana Jones smirk? The Han Solo confidence? ("I love you." "I know.") Kiss me damn you! We were in a movie together 2 nights ago (in my dream of course) and we were slated to do a love scene, but I never got to because my bodyguards (why did I have bodyguards?) kept getting killed (maybe I just answered my own question there) and it turns out my assistant was trying to kill me because she didn't get the part and thought if I were out of the way, she would be asked to take over my role. HF did rescue me, but I woke up before any kissing could commence. Drat.
Last night I was shopping with Paris Hilton! Gasp! What the heck was she doing in my dream? Granted, she was buying (that's right, I'd totally mooch off her, she's rich as Croesus, people and I can be bought with shiny/sparkly things) but still, I had to put up with her. In my dream! I couldn't get away. Quelle horror!
Since I've been having my celeb filled nocturnal musings, I've been visited by (wow, sounds very Dickensian, doesn't it?): Harrison Ford, Lauren Graham, Martha Stewart (it was NOT a good thing, she was telling me how unorganized I am), Robbie Williams (who sang me a lovely song), Paris Hilton (eek!), Pope Not!John-Paul, and the guy from the Verizon Wireless commercials ("Can you hear me now?"-Do they still run those in the States?). Isn't that weird?
Sadly though, RPattz has been conspicuously absent. Why, RPattz? Why? I haven't gone over to the Taylor Lautner faction. He's cute, but he still looks like he's 12 to me. I'm Team Edward all the way! Call me.
Johhny Depp has been a no-show as well! What did I do, Johnny? What did I do? You know it's not serious between me and RPattz. He's just an eye-candy diversion while you're off filming your next movie. You're still my number one. Promise. I'd totally kick him out if you came by. Well, maybe I'd just stash him in the bathroom, but you know what I mean.

And on a completely unrelated note, the H1N1 has decided to park itself over a huge chunk of my family in the States! WHAT? I know! My mom and step-dad both have it, my cousin, another cousin's daughter, another cousin's two sons and husband and who knows who else? Isn't that nuts? My mom and step-dad are feeling much better now than they were last week. My mom was really sick but wanted to chat with Indy on the webcam last week, so we did. She looked, well, puce. Papa (step-dad) didn't look much better. Indy and I chatted with them for a while and later that evening were both not feeling well. I freaked out! Surely we couldn't catch swine flu from the webcam, could we? Of course not! We were apparently overly tired from a busy day and were full of vip and vim-what does that mean?-after a good night's sleep. Until they're all better though, I'm not taking any chances. No more webcamming until they have a clean bill of health. You can't be too careful.