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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10 May 1999

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dream from this morning: i was in some sort of comparative religions class. we were going door to door in groups to raise money for a cultural center, or something. i was paired up with a girl who was very pregnant. i found myself quite attracted to her though. the dream sorta fast forwarded through the actual going door to door bit. the class, along with various other friends and relatives, was hanging out in what had the feel of a lakefront cottage. my mom gave me a late birthday present, a purple shirt. it was rather nice, but i thought that it might be too small if it shrunk any after being washed.

later, the pregnant girl began to go into labour, and thought that she ought to walk to the hospital. i went with her. the emergency room was decorated for halloween. we sat and waited for a while. i held her hand. her doctor showed up, and we went to a delivery room where she had a baby girl.


it started raining about 230 am. thunderstorms, lightning, gusting wind, the works. it continued to rain on and off over the course of the day. it was the first real rain we've had here in a month or so. i didn't get into it quite as much as i feel like i should've though. now, in retrospect, i feel like i should've been out jumping in puddles and acting like a kid. there's something about living in the city that changes that. or living here, anyway.

and while i'm on the subject of things that i feel like i should be doing (obligations to myself, or somesuch), there are a number of things that i'd like to do before i leave texas. a couple of restaurants that i never found my way to (as if i could afford to eat out). a few places i'd like to hunt down. and i've got this idea of doing a series of paintings of people, friends and relatives. starting with george and q. then sonali. sam, my mom, er!n. we'll see.