Celeb men are/aren't my friends

I was in a warehouse/loft apartment in Disneyland and there were a few other people looking at it. The Real Estate agent had an open house but I'd thought it was a showing just for me, so I was annoyed. I walked to the elevator which was a service elevator, so quite large, and got in; just before the doors closed, a couple that had been inside the apartment stopped the doors and got in wit me - it was Matthew McConaughey, a girl that apparently was his girlfriend but she was not an actress, the girl's sister, and the girl's mother. As we rode down in silence, the elevator turned into a Gator truck and drove us out of the building once we hit ground level. The driver dropped off McConaughey and his crew, then he went to some other building in Disneyland to drop me off to meet some friends of mine. As I was waiting outside, McConaughey and his people walked up, looked at me rudely and walked by me, inside the building. I thought to myself that I'd read he was still happily married to someone else, but decided that nothing needed to be said to the girl.

I woke up in the middle of the night to the noise from Skype call, even though my computer was in a different room. (real life!)

I was at this sports complex because it was my birthday and my party was a "sports and games" type of party. I hadn't dressed appropriately though - I was in jeans, a t-shirt from the Gap, and a light sweater. I showed up at 11:38 a.m. even though the party had started at 11. I had been spending the morning getting dressed and looking pretty because my friend, Mark Wahlberg, was going to be there and I hadn't seen him in a long time. I also had been checking my Facebook wall for all the birthday messages I was getting pinged with; Mark was one of the first to write on my wall, and I responded to his post mostly so that people would know that I was tight with Mark Wahlberg.

So I immediately went to the balcony that overlooked the floor where the dodgeball game was being played. Most people were wearing the San Antonio Sport & Social Club T-shirts that we got from playing in the SSC softball league (real life). There was a red team playing against the orange team* but I just watched from the balcony. There were people at my party from all different areas of my life - high school, college, California, Texas. There was another friend of mine up there watching, waiting for his turn to play, and he offered to let me borrow his shorts and T-shirt so that I could play and wouldn't have to drive 20 minutes to get home to grab my change of clothes. I politely declined saying that I would get really sweaty and then he wouldn't be able to play. Then, another friend of mine came to the balcony with a large T-shirt and pair of shorts that she'd found somewhere in the sports complex. I was going to change and for some reason decided to do so right on the balcony. I was completely topless when Mark Wahlberg showed up on the balcony. I quickly covered myself with my arms/hands but he obviously knew that I was topless. He was a gentleman, and closed his eyes until I was dressed.

Suddenly, the dodgeball game had ended and I was in the room where we were going to eat. My extended family was there - uncles, aunts, cousins - in addition to my immediate family. Everyone wished me a happy birthday individually.

*I'd worn my orange SSC T-shirt to the gym yesterday so that's probably why this appeared in the dream.