I got my grad school acceptance letter today, guess the department didnt learn the first time around about how much of a problem child I can be.

Big news was I almost got to write with a fountain pen a couple days back. I needed a pen to write down my office phone number, and woolley handed me the blue fountain pen. When I asked how to write with it he first said dont bend the tip then realized what he had done and grabbed it and handed me a pencil. So close. But now that I'm accepted I'm one step closer to the fountain pen writing class I'm convinced PhDs take since a bunch of them write with them.