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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25 July 2000

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so because i got in late last night i parked sarah.f's (downstairs neighbor) car in. she was supposed to come up and knock this morning when she needed to get out for work. (she usually parks on the outside, as she drives to work and i walk.) i figured this would be a good opportunity to get up early and run some of the errands that i've been putting off all summer.

i got up at eight. i took a shower, got dressed, and waited. and waited. and waited. i didn't even do the dishes for fear that i wouldn't hear her knocking over the sound of the running water.

at eleven-thirty i had to leave for work. i knocked on her door on the way out, but i could hear her shower running, and figured she wouldn't be answering the door. i pulled out and parked on the street, so tonight when i get home from work i can pull my van back into the driveway, parking her in again, so that we can repeat this whole ordeal tomorrow morning.

i should've just left my van where it was. with a note that said: "sorry, had to leave for work, i waited all morning." but i'm too nice. and not really as bitter as i'm probably coming across.


from george:

if yr mad sushi skill doesn't impress the ladies, it will certainly impress the weasels. That's all that really counts you know, keeping the smaller mammals happy.