Wood-case pencils, man. Can't get enough of 'em. Seriously, in the extremely rare case that I have extra walkin' around money burning a hole in my pocket, I either hit up the webs or find some excuse to swing by a -max or -depot to meander the aisles, all the while getting sidelong glances from increasingly nervous staffers.
Today was just such a day.
See, two years ago my sister, Christina and I met weekly to work on our NaNoNovels. One day she showed up with a shiny new Parker Jotter, all resplendent in bright pink. I asked her what the dealio was, and she told me that is was a breast-cancer awareness pen. This tantalized me because:
A: I like pens, especially the delightfully clicky Jotter.
B: Everyone likes boobs.
C: No one likes cancer.
Thus was born my yearly NaNo tradition: every year I buy a breast cancer awareness writing implement. The first year, it was the Jotter. The second year, I found a Uni-Ball Signo in pink. This year, however, I couldn't find a pen that met my exacting standards. But wait! Ribbon-pink Ticonderoga's? Sold!
So I brought 'em home, sharpened a few, and added them to The Box, the holding area for pencils that are currently in rotation. It was then that I noticed that The Box was looking just a tad full.
And to make matters worse? I also received a package in the mail today, courtesy of LFP's having done infected my mind with the desire to acquire some of these...
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