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.

13 May 1999

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i was up until four last night. i woke up about seven this morning, and it felt as if i had slept for more than three hours, but i knew that i'd feel lousy later if i got up. so i went back to sleep and got up around noon.

oddly, i was actually feeling pretty good about being solitary today. hungry, but emotionally okay. q called about 630, asked if i wanted to come over. thursday's lousy tv night, and that was really the only other possible thing on my dance card, so i said sure, but let me find something to eat first. i ate what i could scrounge up and drove down to her apartment.

watched the second half of demolition man. very silly movie, but actually kinda entertaining. then tried to draw celtic knotwork in crayon. not altogether successful, but drawing with crayons is always kinda fun.

she has an exam early tomorrow morning, so i didn't stay too late. i feel a little more restless tonight than i was earlier this afternoon. but, i think i'm gonna go to bed somewhat early, try to realign my schedule a bit.