magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

i had a dream about being in some sort of auditorium. sitting in the front row, over on the left side. i don't remember much else.

woke up with an awfully dry mouth.

work has almost totally slipped my mind, so it couldn't have been too exciting.

chris.k and i talked about art tonight. art and relationships is mostly all we talk about. makes sense i guess. we are in art school. and when have i been known not to talk about relationships. oh, and we talk about food too.