Thus, my birthday present. A 1940's Shaeffer fountain pen. It looks like the green one above, but it is wine colored.
So when we decided this weekend to jet to the July installment of Brimfield this year I immediately started dreaming about inkwells.
I think I need one like this.
I'm pretty sure either of these will help to stop this oh-so-permanent ink from it's desire to stain everything around me except my notebook.