Dreaming of paper

Some people dream of riches, I dream of paper. One of the best gifts I ever received, in my whole life, including the beautiful pastel blue 10-speed bike I received one Christmas, was when my sister simply decided on a dollar amount and walked into my favorite Japanese store in Town & Country Village in Palo Alto and just bought a pile of paper goods. I used to hoard paper by the pound from the Cranberry Scoop in Los Altos. I still dream of it, now I just don't buy without a purpose for it. But if I did, I'd buy reams and reams of this kind of stuff, from Paper Jade.