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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28 May 2004

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I left the house around 3pm to pick up the remainder of what we needed for sushi, just as it started raining. I ducked into the Archive for a coffee, and during the two minutes that I was there the rain turned torrential, and thoroughly soaked me in the block to the subway station.

Later, back home, Emily did the dishes, I started preparing dinner. I called Chris to ask if he wanted to stop by early to help, since Marie was at work, Dan was out of town, and Rob was at Critical Mass. He said he didn't think he could be here before 830 or so, but would see me then. I called Paolo, he said he couldn't make it.

Chris never showed. Olivia called mid-way through dinner to say she was coming, then half an hour later to say that she wasn't. Andrea (from upstairs) did finally come, and brought her roommate Rita, and vegan deserts. And the underwhelming turn out did leave food for Rob when he eventually got home.

Afterwards we went upstairs to see Andrea and Rita's place, which I hadn't been in since before they built walls. We hung out there for a bit. Rita went to bed, and Rob and Marie headed back downstairs. Andrea and I stayed up and talked for an hour or so.