Editing TheStarsAreRight:Journal3

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So, I seem to have lost my memories and my journals. Along with my job, it's been a tough few months. <br>
Well, at least I get to spend the next couple of weeks traveling up to a remote monastery in Russia, so there's that.<br>
I have to confess to being a little concerned, as I haven't been feeling too well since the blasted boat. With any luck, I won't have to travel on foot through the blasted hinterlands, but then again, when's the last time I had any luck?  <br>
I suppose I should stop complaining about it. We had the argument, and I lost. I still think we should go back to New York. I mean, I suppose these paintings are interesting, but I just don't see how this trip helps us in the larger scheme of things...<br>
Ah well. At least we'll have a couple of fresh faces going with us on the way. Ms. Ripley may believe some strange things, but I suppose I should let that slide...<br>
Both she and Mr. Hanover seem to possess a healthy degree of skepticism, which is good. In some way, it makes me feel a little less alone.<br>
I'm not sure how long they'll be with us, but as long as they are, I should look to see what I can do to help them along. Henrik, Carl, and Rebecca are good blokes (blokettes?), but they can be pretty insular. <br>
[There is a large blotch in the paper at this point.]<br>
Ugh. I feel like things are getting away from me. What am I even saying here. I'm just nattering on like an imbecile. What's the point?<br>