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.

14 September 2000

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sonali and i haven't really spoken since she came to visit six months ago. basically i just act all stupid whenever she's around, and then don't know exactly what to do about it for a while.

but it's been plenty long enough to forget about that, and today's her birthday. so happy birthday. i hope that some day we have something that more closely approximates a normal relationship.


i remembered my dreams really clearly when i got up this morning. and thought about them quite a bit. but by the time i had left the house i had totally forgotten everything except one little scene where i had parked my van on the street and gotten a parking ticket. i was a little miffed because i had never seen a parking ticket on east street. and then even more upset when i saw that the ticket was for $83.

architecture department convocation this morning. basically just welcome to a new year, and all that. then the mad rush to see what studios everyone got. i got my first choice, marginal conditions: housing on the edge. and i snagged a really nice space in the studio. the teacher seems pretty cool. we got a first assignment (each of the housing studios is starting with three one-week projects), to design a laundromat for next thursday.