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.

21 November 1998

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written offline 'cause of net problems:

last night i dreamt that my apartment building was a tropical bungalow. george and i were sitting in the kitchen looking out the window at palm trees and such. there was also a monkey outside. it climbed up on our balcony, and since our windows don't have screens, came inside. it pinned my hand to the kitchen table with sloth-like claws and then started biting my wrist. i was afraid it might have rabies, so i caught it and wrapped it in saran wrap and was carrying it around the city looking for an animal hospital that could test it without killing it. it was making quite a fuss and being rather difficult about the whole process.