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.

3 July 2001

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worked in the morning. came home to find that my internet connection was not working. they were supposed to turn our connection off last summer but never did. it looks like this summer they're more on the ball. of course we pay enough in technology fees that we should have year-round access. especially for those of us working full time for risd over the summer.

also, a message on my voicemail that sounded like one of those junk mail or email scams where they tell you that you've won something in order to get you to buy something else. but i've never heard of one over the phone before. maybe david.c actually entered some drawing and won.

called my mom. stopped by 438 to eat a late lunch/early dinner. then off to class.

and after class, to stef's new summer place. i had thought about going out to take some night photographs, but we ended up sitting on the couch most of the evening. talking and then watching the second half of the godfather with brendan and sabra.