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Pen 15 Club

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There is just something about a great pen. I find that ‘creatively’ I am at my best when I have found a pen that I love. I am at my worst when I am using a pen that I hate. A bad pen leads to bad writing. I am currently writing this with a terrible pen. If I decide to type it up, I apologize in advance and you can rest easy knowing that I am thoroughly ashamed of myself for doing so.

I am dead serious though when it comes to pens. I hate this pen. I hate it so much. Look at what hating this pen has caused me to produce. DAMN YOU LOUSY “UNI 1.0 JETSTREAM” PEN! Before this awfulness I was using this fan-freaking-tastic felt tip pen. I think it was a Pilot. With that pen I was on the verge of writing the next great American novel (from a Canadian perspective, of course). Sadly, my Pilot died and with it, so too did The Great Gatsby Jr.. I’m telling you folks, Gatsby Jr. would have been my 1984.

I suppose you are asking yourself two questions right now:

1. Why am I still reading this?

and

2. Why doesn’t this jackass just go out and buy a new pen?

Well friend, I can’t help you with your first question. What you choose to do on the internet is between you and your ISP. As for your second question, I am glad you asked. You see, I don’t buy pens. I find them. It is part of my ‘process,’ and yes, I am aware of how unbelievably douchey it is to talk about your process. I’m sorry. Pens are a luck of the draw, karmic, kismet,  ka sort of deal for me. I love finding them. I don’t steal them, but if they have been left behind somewhere, they become mine. When I find a pen that is amazing, there is no limit to the awesome that will flow (I use ‘awesome’ VERY loosely). The worst though, is when I find a pen that looks cool and then turns out to be poop like the one I am currently writing this with. You see the results? This is damning evidence, people. Again, I am sorry.

I had planned on trying to write something meaningful today before work, but I fear that it simply is not in the cards. Instead, you get this and now I am going to sit on my couch and watch “Brave.” I don’t care who knows it. You are judging me through your computer screen right now, I can feel it, but I can also deal with it. So it goes.

Love always,

josiah

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Written by josiahh

November 15, 2012 at 10:50 AM

4 Responses

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  1. Very funny…loved reading it!!have a great day.

    Daphne Olivia Marechal de Carteret

    November 15, 2012 at 11:01 AM

  2. “Somehow, when the right pen hits the right paper, there’s a little bit of magic. Writing becomes fast and effortless. The pen glides across the paper, capturing the words almost as they’re spoken. There are moments when it feels like the pen has a mind of its own — sort of the cursive version of The Red Shoes. It is the perfect blend of person, pen and paper”- Marshall Fine

    jennyxoheff

    November 15, 2012 at 11:13 AM

  3. By the way, you are adorbz.

    jennyxoheff

    November 15, 2012 at 11:13 AM

  4. Ohhh. I really like that JHeff! Much more eloquent. 🙂

    …also, aw shucks, thanks!

    whenitringswillyouanswer

    November 15, 2012 at 11:22 AM


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