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.

Untitled.

10 April 2004

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Brunch at Life with Chris.

Then some packing, a stop at the office, and the Metro North train out of the city. Since I moved here I've only left three times, twice to the Ikea in Long Island, and once to the Ikea in Jersey. My mom called the other night and asked if I was planning on coming home for Easter. I hadn't really even considered it, but it's an excuse for the extended family to get together and catch up, and I thought that might be nice.

And maybe I could dinner with George too. But I haven't had any luck getting in touch with him for the last few days. I'm finding that this is a common thread among my friends.

So I just went home. Aaron was there watching TV. He's not planning on going to the family lunch tomorrow, but we got a chance to catch up a bit tonight.