2 - 2 = errr, I think I'm in real trouble now.

Apparently washi tape was so 2012; 2013 marks the year of the fountain pen obsession.

I bought my first fountain pen and my first bottle of ink last month. I distinctly remember telling my husband that I couldn't understand why people had multiple pens and multiple ink colours because I would be pretty happy with just one pen and a few ink colours.

Oh, what a fool I was.

For those of you who have been reading this blog for a while, I think you have a pretty good idea of what came next:

....if you guessed contemplating selling my kidney, then you get a prize!!

If I sold one kidney for washi tape and the other to finance my new fountain pen addiction.... I'm not a mathematical genius, but that doesn't leave me with a lot of kidneys, does it?

Any medical experts out there? I have a really serious medical question to ask: how long can a person hypothetically survive if she had less than one kidney left? At least 75 years, right?! C'mon, pure obsession should count for something!

Don't get me wrong, I still love washi tape. But it's been downgraded to a sell-a-smaller-body-part-for-it level. Like an eye! An eye sounds like a good thing to sell for washi tape. I figure I'd look hella good in an eyepatch. Arrrgh, walk the plank, ya scallywag. 

Also, apropos of nothing, I've figured out my new motto in life: WWTGD? Before I do anything, I'm going to ask myself, What Would Tim Gutterson Do*? Because I could use some badass US Marshall mojo in my life.

*any Justified fans out there? Tim Gutterson is now officially a million times cooler than anybody ever after this week's episode, don't you think?.

Incoming:

Pencils from Julie in Grand Rapids

It's a zoo in here(!) from Jona

My new envelope template from Omiyage

Outgoing:

Hilarity for Rhiannon

I'm sending Julie an afro dog! All the fun of a real dog, none of the cleanup.

Get anything awesome in the mail lately?