I decided it was time to get myself a new sketch book, since I can't find any more space on my arms to doodle. I thought I still had some room below my left elbow, but then I remembered I drew that fire-breathing piano bench dancing with an invisible otter the other day. So, now I have something to draw in, and I don't have to worry about sketches washing away on bath day.
Now, this isn't just some ordinary sketch book. This is a moleskin sketch book. HA! A moleskin! Know what that means? It means...it...has...blank pages. See...
Moleskin! Whoo-hooo! Yes, sir! And it's...made...of...uh...skin. From...moles.
Huh. Well, I think I'll start wearing gloves when I sketch.
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