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.

16 October 1998

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dreams from a couple of nights ago:

i was making a movie with er!n about a keychain. the movie centered on the keychain's sexual preference, which made perfect sense at the time. the location was a bit like george's sister's house, but it had a restaurant upstairs or something and may have been at a ski resort, but in the fall.

later i was sitting in my vw outside of li, and my dad was in the passenger seat and was showing me some photos. they may have been pictures that sam had taken for school. they were slightly washed out, high saturation shots of chickens and stuff, and some of the back of aaron's head through this small, old window. there were a couple that were in a japanese garden looking place, which i then found myself in. it was set in this small concrete courtyard that may have once been for water run-off or something. there was a fox, and a giant red squirrel, both about the same size, chasing each other around. i couldn't tell if they were fighting or courting.