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.

Untitled.

7 October 1998

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a couple of days ago, i had meant to talk about a dream that i had, but forgot about it until this morning. i don't remember any of the details, but the overall theme was that i was back in school. it was the end of my second semester studying architecture and maybe something else, and i hadn't been to class in months. i was trying to figure out how i could get everything done in a couple of days so that it wouldn't all have been a huge waste of time and i wouldn't be back to square one. i don't remember being terribly worried about it tho.


towards the end of our second foursquare game this evening, the light got really cool. all ruby coloured and overcast.

been listening to the new nields and new frank black. both recommended.