¿A Sign of the Times?

I had a fun late night out with my cousins yesterday. Mucho borrachandoing, i.e. drinking and great conversation on comparing lifestyles, thought processes, life situations, etc. It was a great exercise for my psyche and helped me have perspective of things, so that my psyche can be the best that it can be. So maybe that helps to explain my strange dream. The funniest part though, I thought, and what I wanted to offer up here for social commentary, was that I dreamt that I was going to pay for my gas or something and then all of a sudden I was surprised with the news that I won some contest for a free tank of gas! And I was very excited. Haha! Well, I guess it´s worth being excited about, seeing as how I don´t really win stuff often and a tank of gas is worth about $80 for me. Honestly, even I love getting into my psyche to see the intricacies and subtelties of its functioning. It´s like a Nobel Prize Winner for Literature in there sometimes.

In other news:

Sorry the picture sucks, but it seems to be the best I can do at the moment. Welcome to the new Milka bar (well new to me anyway) that is the Choco Swing model. It is very delicious. My first taste or two of it was definitely a Don´t Get Me Started moment. My Tia Carmen had said that she had only seen it at the supermarket by the beach house so while I was there, as a compromise to the caloric intake they would entail, I ran to the supermarket from the house to buy some more to take back to the city, so that Tine wouldn´t have to wait until we go to the beach to try it in case I couldn´t find it in the city. And seeing as how I was at the beach and it was hot and I had to run back like 4 km to the house, it motivated me to run faster so that they wouldn´t melt in the sun! Haha. And then we had to find the especially designed El Corte Ingles shopping bag to transport goods that need refridgeration so that they wouldn´t melt on the three hour drive back to the city. All so that Tine could be guaranteed a taste of them immediately after her arrival. Isn´t that sweet of me?! Tine - there are four bars of it waiting for you in the refridgerator... UPDATE: Make that three bars waiting for you in the refridgerator. Oopsies!! KEKEKE!! *does a twirly dance* haha!