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.

27 October 1998

[  ]
last night i had an x-files-ish dream, although i didn't really make that association until a good part of the way through today. i only remember a few bits, part in a spiral staircase that went down for about 100 feet. and part in a car that was buried, and i had kinda given up, but then the car was spit out by some sort of energy in the ground or something that had something to do with a new theory of the evolution of life.

i'm still nowhere near ready for this move, but i guess i'm getting there.

yesterday i received a bunch of tapes in the mail from mark nichols (ie: jarbaby). stuff he recorded by himself, real lo-fi. the one's i've listened to so far are really good. today i got my four-track in the mail, so with a little motivation maybe i'll record something of my own.