occasionally, i wonder why i bother with a journal when i'm in school. i was looking over the old entries and thinking that i have better entries when i'm in singapore, just because more things happen to me. here journalling can simply degenerate into complaining about work if nothing special happens. online journalling is a bit like what julian was saying recently, in response to su-lin, on how we can go on about showerheads and lost spectacles and what was it? no i can't remember the list but he worked afternoons and coffeespoons into it, which yen spotted, good old yen! he swears he wasn't being patronising. :) but it works a little both ways doesn't it. it could be a gift, in the grain of sand and wildflower way, but it could also become some kind of posturing, making much drama out of nothing, when really, it's just another day! i'm not sure which it is sometimes. it's easier to write when something happens, you went here or there, and saw this or that. a simple record. i wish i wrote more about books and ideas, except i don't always have the energy for better thought-out entries on those subjects. i start something, and then i don't follow my thoughts through! it's back to what poach says about the difference between blogs and journals, i think. and unlike poach, i'm not good at reflective journalling. this has really been somewhere between the two, not quite a blog, not quite a journal. and therefore with the disadvantages of both, without quite having the advantages of either. though to keep a separate blog seems equally tiresome. this isn't a valedictory. just, erm, maybe it's time to think about why i'm writing this and whether anyone gives a damn.