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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6 May 2004

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We went to the rooftop bar again after work today. I decided to go the with the happy-hour, $3 cans of crappy beer over the poorly made mixed drinks in plastic cups this time around. Eventually, the sun disappeared behind some clouds, and it got cold, and those of us with nowhere better to be ended up at the Wakamba.

I got drunk and talked politics with (another) Dan and Edwin (?), a random Wakamba patron who was 'born on welfare' but got an education and is now the CEO of his own multi-million dollar company. It was an interesting conversation. We all had surprisingly similar beliefs, but different enough that there was a little drama involved. While I think the two of them will likely both be voting for Kerry in the upcoming elections, none of us were willing to just blindly tow the party line and accept him as our anti-Bush saviour and only alternative. And given some of my other recent experiences, that's nice to see.