magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

i feel like i wasn't terribly productive today, like i'm starting to slack or something. which isn't entirely true, as i spent most of the day reading for modern architecture and materials and methods. but i didn't really do any studio work.

i did have intentions of wandering around the metcalf store looking for materials for my next design principles project, but they had just closed up shop when i got there. (it would be nice if they went out on a limb and actually posted their hours or something.) so instead i came back and took a nap.

but, as i mentioned, the day was basically about reading. there was a passage in the materials and methods book about masonry that triggered some sort of memory of a dream or another life or something. deja vu-ish. it may have had something to do with frank lloyd wright's robie house. but i had been reading architecture stuff all day.

at midnight i went to see breakfast at tiffany's at the avon with [i want to say "most of the usual suspects" here, but since the usual suspects is a movie, and that could lead to a particularly ambiguous sentence, so i won't]. anyway, it's one of those classic films that i had never seen. i thought it was pretty good, except for the happy, hollywood ending that you could spot from the beginning.