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.

Thirty.

22 June 2005

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The first thing I did this morning when I woke up was break one of my four plates.

Although largely, other than the fact that I didn't get much work done because most of my friends and immediate family called to wish me a happy birthday, today wasn't really any different than any other day. I hadn't made any big plans, in an effort to avoid last year's disappointment. But, the lack of plans ended up being a bit of disappointment itself.

Sonali had an extra ticket to see the Broadway show Brooklyn, which she invited me along to. So that was something a little out of the ordinary and special, but afterwards she was going out with the people from her workshop and I ended up just going home for the last couple hours of my birthday.