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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27 May 1999

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i didn't get home until after four last night. and so i slept quite late. but it made for neat dreams:

i took a job sweeping floors in a small pizza place. there were hundreds of articles of clothing all over the floor. i thought that it must have previously been a tailor's shop.

later in the same dream i was in another restaurant and i was looking for something on the menu that i could actually eat. i ended up ordering some custom fried-veggie sandwich that they kept messing up and took forever so that the people i was with left. my teacher from philosophy of religion set down with his family, his wife and four children who were in their teens/early twenties. (in rl he has only a two year old.)

i started hanging out with two of his daughters in various little dream snippets, on a train, maybe a boat as well, and various exotic locales. i started dating one of them.

in another dream i was in a large gymnasium, and there were people i had gone to school with (mostly from nmh and grade school) and people in bands that i listen to playing strange sports like football-umbrella tennis.

dan from ida was hitting tennis balls with john blackmer. i overheard colby shove telling someone he hoped that the french didn't join the league 'cause they had all kinds of money and could buy better equipment. i saw nick and asked him if allison was around and he said that she was dropping by later in the afternoon. and it was already 415, so i said maybe she's outside, and he said no, more like five.

i thought that i couldn't wait around that long, as i had a trip to set out on, but i also thought that it might be the last chance i'd have to see her for a few years. so i was weighing the issue and putting all the layers of shirts that i had some in with back on (i had a laundry basket full of clothes with me for some reason), but my flannel had turned into a pair of shorts.


standing in the shower i remembered two other little dream flashes. one was about someone pointing out that i was skinnier, and since they were the third or fourth person to say so recently, i started to agree.

i've again forgotten the other one, but i do remember that while drifting off to sleep the night before last, i was having half-waking dreams about "the queen's coronation."


sam stated bugging me when he got home this afternoon to drive him to canaan so he could get a new tube for his bike tire. i figured if we were going to canaan, we could continue on to great barrington for dinner, but that it was too early to eat.

so i procrastinated, and aaron showed up, and he and same played tennis-like games in the back yard for a bit. and then about five we left.

sam bought his tube and a bicycle pump. i bought a frisbee. we went for japanese food. two nights in a row, yay. then came home and played frisbee in the back yard for a while.