Roll out the geekery

If you watch Battlestar Galactica....

This has been doing it's rounds since McCain announced his running mate

Tizzy

This week - absolutely has me wishing that there was a catholicon for everything resembling an art exhibition.

The hair is a tizzy and if not, even out of control. I feel like a single person going in a million directions at one go and with a huge breakout.

Just have to breath and focus on the eventual.

The obsession

I never realized exactly how many pens I actually have - since they come to me individually until someone asked me over a meal one day.

"How many pens do you have?"

"8."

And an elliptical silence descends on the topic.

Really. Is it that scary.

"You only have one hand to write with, ya know, not 8."

Well.. I rotate them. I use about 3 in a day - depending on the inks I filled them with. And perhaps, the particular mood that would define the use between a medium and a fine.



The paltry line up form Bottom up
Hero 616, Hero 336, Pelikan M100, Waterman Expert, Lamy 2000 (A personal favourite at this point of time), Pelikan M250 (got it as a steak and introduction to Pelikan pens and the ubiquitous Lamy Safari (Still one of my everyday pens)

Unlike my other collections, there seemed quite a high possibility that I will be expanding on this soon and quick. I'm just looking for a good way to store these babes and perhaps throw in a few more different bottles of ink.

There's strange euphoria in the air, I guess. Considering that many things are done and getting done. What a strange way to start the week.

One of the reasons why I will never want to use a glue binded book for a journal again.
Oh hai - the pink paper that still bears such faint scent of perfume after all these years!
A sheer reminder to years 1993-2001.

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There are certain dates and birthdays that seemed to be synonymous to me with certain personality traits in certain people I care about. Hogwash - one might say of the whole coincidence - that two people of the same birthdays but years apart would share that rather alarming trait that threatens to cause much damage to their lives. At the same time, I orbit like a comet around the outer realms of their lives, not too sure if I have the right to intercede or even interfere only because I care.

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The search for the perfect lecture notebook that would take fountain pen ink has ended and the results shall be published soon. A stray thought comes to mind that if an epicure is defined as

"1. a person who cultivates a refined taste, esp. in food and wine; connoisseur.
2. Archaic. a person dedicated to sensual enjoyment. "

and a sybarite as

1. (usually lowercase) a person devoted to luxury and pleasure.
2. an inhabitant of Sybaris.

What would best describe a person who has too much respect for her daily writing tools to let it all go?

In the spirit of Resilence.

2008 is too fricking long...

In the spirit of "hey! Let's see how many things Q can juggle at one time", here's another addition to the list. Grad school classes starts next week on top of the full time job and the part time consultancy services.

If I survive this year - with all the biennale and all, I'll be mighty thankful.

Every now and then, I try to convince myself that while other girls have handbags and shoes, I have my tools of trade and how I enjoy using them each day. The new additions - Waterman Expert F nib and Lamy 2000 XF nib (Oh my god! Its mine at last)

It was a bit of a game going around through the various shops to see where a better deal can be found but I'm very happy that I manage to get it at a price that is slightly less than what is marked on the Lamy USA website.