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.

11 April 2001

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this morning i dreamt that i was in sharon on a vacation and received a call from a man with an indian accent who called me by my old name and thought i was still living in austin.

i spent the first bit of this week fighting off another cold. yesterday i felt like i was getting better, but i think the lack of sleep on monday night and the lack of food yesterday set me back. tonight i was trying to work and studio but felt terrible.

went home and made some miso soup. it helped. and early to bed.