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.

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2 January 1999

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dreams: it was like a horse racing track, but not used for that. it was washed out in the colours i use in my cam. there was a committee in a building in the middle that figured technical things out, so that you wouldn't have to wander the track in endless circles. and of course it had something to do with configuring unix servers.

that was in the 2.5 hrs of sleep i got this morning. yesterday daniel tells me that he hasn't been able to pull his plans together and i have to move everything off of turnip and onto my servers right away. (of course this had been the plan when i bought the servers, but we'll ignore that little fact.) my back and neck immediately tensed up. i started getting a nasty stress headache.

after dinner (i needed to go out, eat some good food, relax for a bit), i turned the mail and web services off on turnip, packed everything up, ftped it over to carrot, told carrot to start masquerading as turnip, and hoped things worked. mail for all the virtual hostnames was the biggest headache. i spent from about midnight until 3am trying to get it working. then another couple hours of testing web sites. and fixing the problems that i came across.

of course that's the work i like to do. fixing lots of little things. so even if i was up until 530, it wasn't too bad. although my sense of time has been a little odd since new year's eve (as if it ever isn't odd), and only sleeping for 2.5 hrs, dressed, with my beeper on in case i missed something that was really wrong, didn't really help that feeling.


to illustrate my earlier point, it's only been about 24 hrs since i started moving stuff to carrot, but it seems like something i must have done weeks ago. if ever.

i took a roll of pictures of my truchet cube to include in my portfolio to send to risd. i'd say that i'd put some online if they come out good, but they're slides and i'd have to pay to get them scanned, and so unless they come out really good, it prolly won't be worth it. here's a beancam-esque pic of it though.

i'm still listening to dead dog. particularly good are "alternative to crying", "the laissez-faire thing", "free fall", and "trouble jr". and some of the instrumentals. i've also been listening to the juliet sessions by elvis costello and the brodsky quartet, harry parch's 17 lyrics of li po, and francis dunnery's tall blonde helicopter. and the song "test anxiety" by toenut is just damn good.

it's almost midnight. i should get some sleep.