Dreaming with the comedians

This morning I woke up wanting Funfetti cupcakes. Delicious, fluffy, sweet rainbow cupcakes. I dreamed that I was at summer camp and went into the bathroom where I found Jonah Hill and a stack of Funfetti cupcakes. Yeah, I ate cupcakes with Jonah Hill. Then I woke up.

Why do I keep having dreams that I befriend comedians? I've already been disappointed to wake up and realize I'm not pals with Bob Saget, Larry David, or Neil Patrick Harris.