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Last night Matt and I had carnitas tacos for dinner. I had made some loin of pork pig candy earlier this week, but I made a lot of it so it could pull double duty for a couple dinners this week. Last night the last of the pig candy was used as filling for tacos inside delicious corn tortillas. And it was tasty! Dinner was really good and Matt had four (or so) tacos before he sat back, looked at me and smiled. I knew then that he had enjoyed it.

Still, I don't think I'll be doing carnitas tacos again anytime soon, despite the deliciousness of them, because both Matt and I had weird ass dreams last night. I don't know what his dreams were about, but mine were all sorts of small vignettes that had reoccuring elements in them. For instance, there was a house in all of them and it happened to be the same house in all but one of them. And while I can't remember the details of the dreams (i.e. the sequence in which they happened or the complete thread of what happened in them), certain things remain in my mind:

- Matt and I were near the ocean for some reason. I want to say we were there doing marine biologist stuff, but I'm not certain. There was a little house in a clearing in a wood that was on a bluff not too far from the beach. It was grassy all around the house and the trees were tall and dark.

- I was in the ocean in relatively shallow water, near some big dark rocks. I remember they looked volcanic. But I was near the tidepools with a magnifying glass (of all things!) examing sealife.

- My mom and brothers were with me and Matt on vacation in the same little house in the clearing in the wood. Only this time, some kind of psychopath criminal was on the loose and in the house somewhere and we were all trying to find him. Funnily enough, I knew in my dream that he wouldn't hurt us, but we still had to find him and turn him over to the men in white lab coats for observation and quite possibly a new fitted white dinner jacket.

- Matt and I were home, except it was the house I grew up in and our room was where my room used to be, upstairs at the back of the house. I remember standing near my side of the bed, rubbing lotion into my arms because we had just come from the seaside and I was all dry from the wind. But then, I decided rubbing salt into my skin with my lotion would be a good thing (perhaps because I have a grapefruit salt scrub in the shower that I use every now and again).

Anyway, the salt somehow began to look like the sparkle dust you buy at halloween for costumes. You know, the stuff that's super expensive for only a little bit? So I told Matt I was going to go to the bathroom before I crawled into bed and as I was on my way there, I remember thinking, 'I'll have to tell my mom about this so we can use this instead of buying all that sparkle dust at halloween this year right before I woke up.

I was like...wow...those were some really freaking weird dreams. And then I got up and showered, said goodbye to Matt before he left and ate my breakfast. So now I sit here at work, recalling all my strange dreams from last night and wondering what exactly about those carnitas tacos induced them. They work just as well as acid or LSD in terms of creating a hallucination-like setting. The only thing missing from my dreams was a big zipper in the sky that could open and close at will and let a puma in and out of my dreams to scamper to and fro.

It's Friday, people! This is something I'm super excited about. Monday is Memorial Day, so most people have a day off of work, myself included. My favorite guy and I are going to be doing something, although we're not sure what that something is yet. We might go bum around the city and walk all through North Beach and Chinatown and the Embarcadero. We might head over to Golden Gate Park. There's a new museum there: The Academy of Science, which is actually a fairly new opening. It used to be in the city, but then it closed and they rebuilt a state of the art building for it and preserved a ton of the old academy and incorporated it into the new one. I'm anxious to see it. Then again, there's the actual Golden Gate Bridge, Muir Woods, Ocean Beach, Pacifica, etc. We have our pick of things to do!

Tomorrow night is the baseball game against the Diamondbacks. I love ball games. There's something about being at one that's unlike anything else you can experience. I'm not sure if it's the sights, the sounds, the game itself or being with a large number of people that are loyal and want to see their guys win, but I love it. I'll be going with Matt, Jeff, Jeremy, Uncle Benny and possibly Diana. There's a whole saga behind that last ticket.

First, the ticket was meant for Heather, Jeremy's lady friend, but Heather has plans. Next it was going to go to Jed, Jeremy's best friend, but Jed has plans. Then it was supposed to go to Chrissy, Jeff's totally awesome lady friend whom I love dearly, but she has plans for tomorrow night too! Then the ticket was set aside for Barley, one of Jeremy's friends from school (yes, I know...his mama named him Barley...I'm not sure I get it either, but Barley is a cool kid), but Barley is going to Ohio this weekend for God knows what. It's Ohio. There's corn, chickens and cows there. Not much else, so why he's going escapes me.

So now we're stuck with an extra ticket, trying to find someone who isn't going to feel awkward with us because they don't know us too well. So Diana is the next call because she's a cousin and knows all our quirks and fits right in with us. Plus, Diana is one of the funniest people I know, so I always enjoy hanging out with her. If she can't make it, I'm out of ideas. I'm sure Jeff and Jeremy can offer a few suggestions for someone, but I'm not fond of some of their friends (especially Jeff's) so I have executive authority over the decision of who comes and who doesn't.

I really hope Diana is free to come.

Tomorrow morning I'll get to see her anyway because Matt and I are meeting up with her and Uncle Benny for breakfast to discuss plans for our upcoming trip to Hawaii. I wrote to her the other day to see when she was free to meet and happened to ask a bunch of questions about the trip. She responded that she and Ben (who's her cousin and my uncle, which technically makes Diana my second cousin, but who really cares?) had definitely picked the right person to travel with because apparently I pay attention to the important details that need some time spent with them.

I'm really excited about this trip to Hawaii we're planning. It's gonna be a lot of fun. Really, the only hurdle I'm concerned about is whether or not the viejos (my great uncle and great aunt, technically speaking, who are Diana's parents) will be going or not. They haven't decided yet and I'm kind of anxious for them to say yes or no so we can get on with planning the rest of the trip. Planning is kind of contingent on them because if they don't go, we can get by with renting a car and renting a smaller house for just the four of us (Alfenstein won't be coming, so he's officially been dubbed Lord Douchebag by me until he redeems himself through measures which I shall dictate and terms that have yet to be determined).

I'm not really sure what to expect from Hawaii, except I know I want a lei and something to remember the trip by.

Okay, well today is a short day at work. Science fair was last night and we normally give the kids a half day the day after stuff like that, so most likely it'll be a short day for the staff too. I'm fairly certain Gus will announce over the intercom that everyone should go home early and enjoy their weekend. And the kids leave in a couple hours, so I should really get back to work and do a few things before they leave.

- Arty