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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3 September 1999

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stayed up until well after dawn showing bret the sito collabs and playing some video games. he works nights, so my sleep schedule always gets knocked around when i visit him.

we were thinking about going into new york city today, but by the time we were both up it would have been too late to get there and get to moma before it closed (i still want to see that architecture exhibit).

so we sat around for a while, and eventually went to go see damien and his girlfriend. we all went out to northampton for dinner, and then searched for something else to do. bret and damien wanted to go to a show at pearl street, and bret offered to pay for everyone (since the rest of us are poor), so we went.

dj spooky, kinda ambient hip-hop electronica, not bad (but prolly better if you were on ecstasy or something), and kool keith, old school hip-hop rap, not exactly my thing.

then back to damien's and some crossword puzzling, and then back to bret's about two am.