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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25 August 2001

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the alarm went off this morning, waking kc up in the next room. and waking me up, although i stayed in bed with stef still sleeping. eventually i got up, left for no more than thirty seconds to use the bathroom, intending to crawl back into bed with her, and maybe doze back off. but when i came back kc must have woken her up, which i can never seem to do, she was sitting up, half dressed.

i told her about the knees and elbows. "i think that i just want to reach out and touch you in my sleep, to know yr there, not to hold you away."


came home. sat down and wrote my chinese history paper, finally. called my mom because i was feeling good about getting that done, but somehow our conversation turned into one about how i'd still like a new laptop to take to rome, and came across as me asking for money, which really wasn't my intention at all.

dinner with garth and chris.k, just like the old days. then back over to stef's for more of the godfather ii. she and kc were going out to a party later. "are you going to come?"

"i really wasn't all that interested."

"we could give you a ride home."

pause.

"or you could just stay here, i guess."

"i kind of thought i'd just hang out and read. and then i'd still be here when you got back." and as it turns out, they weren't gone for very long. only a half hour or so. the party had already wound down, or wasn't any fun, or something.

we finished the movie. and then to bed. and again stef rolled over and was fast asleep.