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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10 May 2003

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i woke up in something of a bad mood. and as much as i wanted to be standoffish and bitchy, when stef rolled over and smiled bleary-eyed at me i just melted.

we went out for breakfast. (the rumor that julian's makes vegan pancakes proved to be unfounded.) we went to the salvation army. i spent a few scant minutes in studio, but had work that i needed my computer for, and i had forgotten that i left it at my apartment yesterday.

so home, and distractions, and another day more or less wasted (as far as coming any closer to being finished with my degree project is concerned). it just sort of slipped away from me. before i knew it, it was six, then nine, now nearly midnight.

yesterday i did manage to get done most of the things on my to-do list. one day on, one day off..