magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

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17 August 1998

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aaron got back from his cross-country trip this morning. i had actually been thinking about him last night, that as distant as we are, he is my little brother. and then talking with him this morning i kinda got glimpses of him out of the corner of my eye as an adult, i saw bits of our father in him. that was a little weird, but he is just about 21.

and in the same vein, when i came back from my trip, sam looked like he had grown about an inch in the week and a half that i was gone. when i start seeing him as an adult, that will be really weird. 'cause i'm sure that i still won't be seeing myself as one.


here's my inferiority complex cropping up again. not in a bad way tho. it's just that my friends are all so damn cool that i can't bring myself to write email to them. i cover all the mundane stuff here, so i feel like the only thing that's left for email is to just go on about how cool they are and how glad i am that they're in my life and all that.

it's kinda pathetic in a way, but i guess there are worse hang-ups to have. so i'm gonna try to send out a bunch of email today, but if you don't get any and yr kinda expecting it, i still love you. maybe too much to email you. heh.


seven pm. haven't written any email yet. i'm way hungry and all broke 'cause i've been spending my money on books and $19 monitors and stuff. and i left my wallet at home again. my beeper gets in the way so i don't carry it in my pocket anymore and i'm always leaving it places. there's only a couple of bucks in it anyway, but hey.

briefly played some seven square this afternoon. that was cool. i lost, as usual, but it's good to be getting some exercise. although it just makes me that much hungrier.