In the Borders line, nothing is real except for you and I

Last night, I had a dream that involved some kind of magical frog. I think it could grant wishes or something. I just remember carrying it from one place to another. The thing is, I imagined it being kind of lizard-like, and having either gold or silver skin. Once I reached the place where I was taking it, I decided it would have been even better if it had a turtle shell. I don't think any of these changes in appearance actually took place, though, despite the fact that I thought they should. I kind of wish they had, since I like dreams where you have some degree of creative control.

Today, I went down to the Borders near Wilmington to take advantage of their CD sale. On the way, I found out that not only does my car tape player still sometimes have trouble rewinding and fast-forwarding, but it's also started turning tapes over for no apparent reason. Anyway, at Borders, I ended up buying the Magnetic Fields' Holiday, the CD of Leftover Salmon remixes of Cracker songs, and two CDs for bethje. I had wanted to get the Move On Future Soundtrack for America compilation, but they didn't have it in stock, despite it saying in their computer that they did. After leaving Borders, I bought some blank CDs from Best Buy, so I should be able to start making those mix CDs sometime soon.

I said "CD" quite a bit in that last paragraph, didn't I?