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 November 1999

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we were s'posed to go to home depot this morning to get the materials for our pneumatic structure project. but shawn (the only member of our team with a car) didn't show up. and then i was in the library from two to six.

the worst part is that i needed to pick up stuff for my vessel at home depot as well. and there's really not much work i can do until i get those materials. hopefully we'll go tomorrow morning.

at dinner, dave was talking about going to a movie tonight. he and yuka and kris and i ended up going to see the messenger: the story of joan of arc. it was really pretty bad.

well, it kept my interest for the most part (except for the bits that seemed to be purposefully thrown in there to keep people's interest, since we know that the average moviegoer doesn't have a 2.5 hour attention span, which i just found kinda jarring). and the last bit, joan's trial, was okay, although it owed a lot to the old, silent la passion de jeanne d'arc of over seventy years ago (which was really much better).

and i think the hollywood stars only hurt the movie. dustin hoffman in particular. john malkovich prolly would have been okay if i hadn't just seen being john malkovich, which is all i could think of whenever he was on screen.

it was nice to go out with people though. i haven't really been doing a whole lot of that.