War, Plague, Famine, and Bics
When it comes to writing implements I am, as others may euphemistically refer to me, a neurotic freak. I MUST have a particular type of pen, in a particular colour, in a  particular nib size, for everything I write.  Always felt tip, always fine point, and always colour coded depending on what I am writing. Heading? Red, of course.  Important info? Green. General crap that I must make a note of? Neatly inscribed in black. My agenda is no better--red for work events, blue, for social, black for financial...you get the picture. I am insane.

Now normally this is fine and everything works well if I visit the Grand & Toy for my fixes well ahead of time.  Where the problem lies is in writing in my journal--I need a good, old fashioned, fountain pen.  These, you may have noticed, followed the Betty Rubble Pez dispenser into extinction quite a while ago.  Now they have what look like elegant pens, put actually are just damn heavy lead pipes with a ballpoint stuck in the end.  Marbelized, tortoiseshell, gold plated...lovely.  But why stick in the bloody ball point?

I have had to make do with my father's fountain pens from university, which are fine and all, except there have been some significant advances in penmanship (ha ha) in the last thirty years.  The most obvious being that you don't have to fill the pen every three words.  It is very frustrating when you are on a roll and have to resort to carving the last of your sentence into the paper with the sharp end of the nib just so you won't forget what you are writing.  I feel like the first human learning how to use tree sap on papyrus leaves...

Please!  Usher me into the 21st century! 
Email me with your suggestions on where to get a good fountain pen!! Operators are standing by...

Oh, and you can also email if you need to vent and would like someone to commisserate.  Just think of me as Norm from Cheers ;)

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