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.

3 May 2000

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i felt like i was under water all day. no sleep last night. four hours the night before. and three the night before that. everything was terribly surreal. which might have been fun, but i was feeling sick all day too.

turned in the my paper though. tried my best to stay awake, 'cause we're covering mughal india. it's almost like my own personal history. or not really, but you know.

while this was going on, garth and chris.k were looking at another flat. actually in the same building as some we looked at a ways back. garth apparently put down a deposit on the spot. so i guess we've got a place to live.

of course i had to go meet with the landlord to sign the lease, and that didn't end up happening until ten. and i had other little things here and there spread out throughout the day, so i didn't get to bed until about midnight.