I bought a new journal (from borders_paperchase) because my trusty old one ran out of white spaces. It looks like a black bible, this journal. People say it makes me look holy, but that’s another story and it’s definitely something I don’t want to get into. It is thick in all sides and it has a black leatherlike cover. Best of all, there are grid pages inside that look exactly like a moleskine – (Ive always wanted one but they were alws too expensive!) The pages are less creamy though and the tip of my pen tends to make scratchy sounds and it feels (sometimes) like I’m writing on sandpaper. It’s new in a way – thisfeeling- and now, I have a tendency to wreck this blackbible because the ink keeps seeping beyond the pages. And some of the page-ends have shriveled up, like flaps that people secretly fold onto pages of library books, turneddownedges. Now, my own collection of flaps seem to bookmark my halfwaystories and musings. as if they were written with something left-hanging.

Some gridlines are also soggy&smudged because saltwater slash seawater seeped out from the wetthings that I put in the crumpler (I stole from Di). I went dragonboating, har har, and actually enjoyed the aftereffects of exercise fortheveryfirsttime save for the fact that I wrecked my newjournal in the process. I have heaps of slightlyswollenscratches on my right thigh because I jumped into the sea soon after we reached the midwaymark.  I like jumping into the sea. I don’t know why.