That I'm a pen snob. I was writing in my journal - I know, it's hard to believe that I would have more to write about than what I post here - and I was very upset with the pen I was using. It was a horrible pen. I've been known to use three or four different pens in one journal entry, trying to find the perfect fit. Don't worry, I explain it all to those in the future who will someday read my journal:
"Dear Reader, what do you think of this pen?"
"I didn't like the color so I changed pens."
"Didn't you think my handwriting was atrocious? Blame it on that last pen I was using."
Stuff like that...
But before I can say another thing about pens, I must say this:
Three days of raking and shoveling and weeding and moving plants will do that to a girl. Our crew...the hombres that usually do the aforementioned work, are stuck in Mexico. I'm sending a silent plea to the powers that be in the Department of Labor. PLEASE Mr. Men who have all power and let it go to their heads, just sign the visa papers already. Don't you appreciate, even a tiny little bit, that we do things the right way? Hope the silent plea works, because ... did I mention that I'm tired and could use a little help?
But back to pens.
I need a new one. I have a box FULL of pens that didn't pass the test. What is your favorite pen? Where did you buy it? What color is the ink? Is it medium or fine point? Usually, I prefer a medium point, but I'm willing to be swayed in another direction.
Tell you what I'll do. You give me a suggestion and I'll go buy the pen. I'll try it out, and the person whose pen I like the best...well, I'll dedicate a whole post just to you. Sounds tempting doesn't it?
I'm off now, to rest my weary body.