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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4 August 2001

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i was woken up by a huge thunder crack this morning. it was early. just getting light outside. for a while i wasn't sure where i was. not only home, but in the new guest room which is where the old bathroom used to be.

drifted back off to sleep.

got up about ten-thirty. did my situps and pushups. took a shower. ate a bagel. checked in on plum about one in the afternoon, and it seemed to be down. i didn't know if it was the result of some runaway process, hardware failure, or a malicious attack. daniel was out of town at a wedding and wouldn't be back until late. but it was likely that no one would be able to get to the server and see what was wrong until monday morning anyway.

it was pretty nerve-wracking. and i had also been planning on spending the day moving sites off of carrot. i didn't know what to do with myself. i ended up sitting around and listening to music most of the day.