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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12 March 2004

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i had forgotten just how amazingly good musil's the man without qualities is. i put it down when i started reading blackbox about a month ago. and while i plowed through the latter in only a few days, i didn't pick tmwq back up, with the exception of a paragraph here and there, until the commute today. the translator, sophie wilkins, definitely deserves to be commended as well.


i had a chat with beatrice at work about the sorts of things that i'd really like to be doing. what i could learn from. that kind of thing. 'i love doing photoshop work,' i told her, 'but it doesn't really challenge me. and i'm interested in doing more 3d modeling as well, which is more architectural, spatial design.' she asked, directly, if i had any intention of wanting to stay on after my internship period is up. 'very much so,' i said. 'i really want to stick around.' and later she told me that she had spoken with some of the more senior staff and it looks like there might be a an actual position for me in what sounds like the primary production position (at a junior designer sort of level, still freelance, but regular work) for one of our major clients. that's really cool. i'm not sure i sounded sufficiently enthused, but i am.


had vegetarian chinese food for dinner and then drank some of the beer that bret brought down with him and left with me.