Not quite a feast

But at least an end to the famine. I may start off a bit slowly, though, as I climb back into the blogging saddle.

After two months, my most important news is this: I'm in pen heaven.

After months of struggling with a bunch of my own pens that weren't quite right and the office-issued ones that were dreadful, I turned to the Web. Five to nine business days later, I had a set of Staedtler triplus fineliners, maybe the best pens ever. They are extra-fine felt tips, long and thin and triangular. A joy to hold, a delight to write. True, the yellow will be utterly useless, but I can overlook its inclusion.

Right now I'm using the blue for my day planner and green for my ineffective to-do lists. I'm looking for excuses to take notes about things. This morning I let a co-worker briefly borrow one and felt substantial anxiety until she had returned it.

I would've absolutely swooned for these pens back in my diary-writing days, when colorful, smooth-writing pens were a necessity of life. These days they simply brighten my day a bit and almost make me wish this blog were a long-hand endeavor.