What Would Sigmund Say?
Every once in a while — maybe once in eighteen months — I will find something so wonderful that it literally makes me squee with delight. I like pens. Specifically fountain pens. I love how easy they are to write with. I hate ballpoints so much that I absolutely refuse to use them. For “cheap” writing needs, I use rollerballs. It just takes too much effort to drag that gummy, nasty, ballpoint paste across the paper. And they stink, and they don’t write evenly. So I bought myself a very nice fountain pen. I have several cheapies that work well, but I found a really nice, mid-priced pen that I decided that [ . . . ]
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