At 4 o'clock this morning, I woke up and stayed up. I do that sometimes. I decided to take myself on a little date to the used books store. After realizing that I had the wrong directions in my phone (twice), I finally found this place Jordan and I discovered a few months ago. I wandered around for quite some time. There are so many fun things there. I got Jordan and I a couple more comics to add to our small collection. I also found the CD of Fleetwood Mac's reunion concert from 1997, The Dance (!). You guys might remember how I feel about owning CDs but you probably don't know about my deeply ingrained love for this album. I listened to it all the way home and even had to keep from crying during certain songs (That is only partly because of lady hormones, but mostly because of the love) That concert happened in '97, guys. I was seven years old. I feel like that album was the first time I realized there was really beautiful, moving music in the world and not just the Spice Girls.