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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15 June 2002

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so i've been home, or daniel's mostly, for the last few days doing system configuration for the job that just won't ever end. i stayed up pretty much all of last night trying to fix problems remotely on the new box, peach, which we had set up and installed yesterday. today was loose ends on peach and an attempt, failed, to upgrade the the system on apricot, the former plum.

and i miss people in providence. with my cell i'm in contact in a way that i have never been before, i've talked to chris.k, sarah.m, molly, and of course stef. but i still miss them, maybe even more for having talked with them. especially now; it's early, but daniel and jeanette, exhausted, are in bed, and i just want to be able to curl up with stef and drift off to sleep.