Oh, wait, that’s the wrong kind of pathologist. I’m away to take my son in to a speech pathologist today, and thus have no time for either wit nor complaint about the weather. I’ll make up for it tomorrow with an exciting achievement (please remember that “exciting” is in the context of previous entries; you need not lay in smelling salts).
Today’s pen: Waterman Stalwart (edit from next year: this was previously misreported as a Dauntless)
Today’s ink: Private Reserve Burgundy Mist
What's up at Ravens March. 