Just a passenger... unfortunately.

I dreamed last night that I was commercialing on planes to various destinations and that David Tennant was sitting across the aisle from me every time. We would nod to each other and say "oh isn't this a coincidence" and go back to what we were doing - he was reading a newspaper and I was dithering over whether going back to reading my Doctor Who book would out me as a giant massive geek.

The thing I couldn't figure out is: why was he flying in Coach?

The one time I have a celebrity I flail over appear in my dreams and it involved planes and that whole uncomfortable 'I will acknowledge you because you are in my personal space and I have no choice' thing.

In other news, I get to venture out shopping with my grandparents with a face that is BRIGHT RED. The Dermatologist promised this cream would be milder. It's not. Today is very much going to be a makeup day.