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.

1 January 1999

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last night i dreamt that i was sitting in a living room with allison talking about our past and present loves. i'm not sure how we got there, or how things ended up.


so the plan is to be in nepal one year from now as the world falls to bits. heh.

sometime over the next couple of days i'm gonna be moving this site and my assorted other sites off of turnip and onto daikon. it's possible that the cross-over period might be a little rough. so if i disappear of the face of the net for a while, that would be why.