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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17 June 2001

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stef left early-ish.

it started raining.

played in the rain with molly this afternoon. it was raining lots.

called my dad to wish him a happy fathers' day, but he was out organizing the first concert of the summer concert season that the arts council is putting together. hopefully the weather was nicer in ohio.

it seems that a lot of the magic has going out of sushi night. chris.k says that he doesn't even enjoy it anymore, he just keeps it up for the people who come to eat. garth didn't even participate tonight. we discussed a few options but didn't come up with any real solutions.

we rented and watched trainspotting.

called my dad again. think i may have woken him up, but it was nice to talk.

and home to technical difficulties. i had to pry my trackball apart to get the horizontal movement working. now it matches my keyboard.

and when i got a moment to think, this morning seemed three of four days away.