magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

dreamt about a house in a box. a dream conception of a real project that my mom told me about in sunday's new york times magazine. sounds like a pretty strange project, but i figure my dream was a little stranger still.

left a print of yesterday's lighthouse strip on sarah.m's desk. sometimes the written word is really the only way that i can express myself. (see the 17th and 20th of may two years ago.)

we had a mini pin-up for discussion of technical issues (structure, sun, wind) in studio, and afterwards i found a note on my desk from sarah.m. we exchanged a few words. still somewhat awkwardly. but it's a first step.

my italian exam was this evening. i think i did okay. not great, but better than i feared. i certainly know more italian than i did three months ago, even it feels like much less than most of the people in my class. i did catch my mind drifting into chinese when i couldn't think of how to say things that i wanted to say in italian.