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.

2 November 1998

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last night i dreamt that i was back in school, taking a couple of night classes, but i hadn't been to class in a while and was afraid i was falling behind and so had to get some assignment done just before leaving for class. there were lots of little side plots going on too. there was some girl who i kissed and felt guilty about it. peter hill was driving a porsche and backed it into the old hitching post in front of my mom's shop, and the car just crumpled. there was some guy selling a radio station for a few hundred dollars after the collapse of the world's economy.


so george is calling about apartments. it's not even me on the phone and i'm nervous. i just don't like phones.


we went and looked at one place today. it's got really big rooms and is just a couple of blocks from the ut campus. it's the nine month lease that kinda scares me. not just that it means i'll be in austin for nine months, which is a scary commitment in itself, but that basically takes me out of see as well. if in nine months i still want to stay in texas, i'll want to be near ut. if in nine months i don't want to be in texas, that means i won't want to be at see either.