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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3 September 2000

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chris.k and i went shopping while garth was at work. the last couple of days have been an exercise in creating meals from scarcer and scarcer raw materials. we also picked up stuff for what was likely to be our largest sushi night yet.

we only ended up with two guests, christian and julia, but it was the first time that all three of us were here. (stacey and a girl that i don't know actually popped in randomly, but didn't stay for dinner.) no sign of cybèle.

but dinner was good. we had the usual stuff: daikon, cucumber, avocado, tofu. plus yam, wakame, and hijiki. too strong green tea. and a japanese bean paste sweet for desert.

some conversation after dinner. we went outside for a bit. looked in some gallery windows.

and later, i've been staying up late recently, i finally went back to my natural hair colour: pink.