Brad Pitt, my best bud

So since this is my first official dream post, I'm actually going to write about a dream I had about a week ago.  I'm hoping that I've retained most of the dream's details.  Allow me to set the scene:

I'm at some sort of lake house on the shore of a small lake.  One might even be able to say its a large pond.  In retrospect, I think it was some sort of combo between Katie's grandma's lake house in South Dakota and a scene from Weekend at Bernies 2.  

Weekend at Bernie's 2

There some some sort of party going on where some of my close friends were in attendance.  Quite frankly, at this point I only remember Jon Ashcroft, Katie, and Brad Pitt.  That's right, Brad Pitt.  We were like two peas in a pod.

I guess the party was winding down because I decided to go inside the house.  Before turning around I remember seeing some of my friends speed by the dock on a white and brown, medium-sized boat.  I walked into a very nice room in the house.  The only things I remember about the room were that it had a lot of glass/mirrors and luxurious furniture was everywhere.  

Brad Pitt joined me in the room and we just kinda talked for a minute.  The next thing I know we decided to start wrestling Fight Club style.  The first thing he did was throw me into the wall where my body caved in the sheet rock.  I stood up laughing and kicked him into a glass coffee table (so cliche' of my brain). The rest of the fight was pretty hazy except I remember us hitting each other with about 3 foot long cylinders of glass repeatedly.  Needless to say, we pretty much destroyed the house, but we had a blast.  I remember chuckling with Brad about it as he had his arm around my shoulders.

Fight Club Brad

At this point Katie runs into the room and starts yelling at me for doing all of that damage.  Apparently we were only renting the house for that day to have the party.  The property owner showed up and was furious at the damage we had done to the house.  He said that the fee he would have to charge us was too large and we had to move into the house and continue to rent it until everything was repaired.  I guess Brad ducked out and left because I don't remember seeing him again...jerk.

Katie started crying and saying how we didn't have the money to rent the house.  She was mad, I was stressed out, then I woke up.