The dream started with me standing in line to meet Lance Bass. I was walking in this line that went from this little sheltered area where Lance was standing to around the building and back. You had to walk past him and walk around the building to get behind him and then meet him, kinda like a messed up line for an amusement part ride.
I remember being right in front of him in line and just looking at him as I walked by. I looked right at his eyes, I think that was one of the first things that I looked at. I wasn't even all that excited, which is weird.
There was a younger gay guy (I think) and an old woman standing behind me in line. It was cold outside, so I had on some kind of sweater pulled up over the bottom half of my face. The old woman behind me said "With a face like that, she needs to keep it covered up." to the younger guy. I think he laughed or something.
The reason that she said that was becuase I didn't have any makeup on. Even I have a low opinion of the way I look without it. I can't believe that I was going to meet Lance and I didn't have any makeup on. That wouldn't happen in real life, that's for sure.
As we got further in line, the young guy behind me came up to me, opened up his coat, and put his arms around me from behind- as if to keep me warm in his coat. I forget what he was talking to me about, but he didn't talk to that old woman anymore.
Then I remember getting to the back of the building (which looked a lot like my garage without a back to it) and then I woke up and was like "Damn, I was so close!". That's about it.
