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.

The 401.

15 May 2006

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I got an email yesterday morning from Laura (my studio-mate in Rome) saying that she was in New York for the day, but with no other contact info. I wrote back, not expecting her to be sitting in front of a computer all day, but just in case, with my phone number (unchanged since Providence). She responded after midnight, saying she had lost her phone in Texas, and was leaving town tomorrow but would try to be in touch at some point.

She called today, from a train on its way to Philly. I didn't ask how she got her phone back, maybe it was a replacement (she still has her Providence number as well), but we did talk for about half an hour. We hadn't talked in about a year, so it was nice to catch up.

Otherwise, not much of note happened. I'm still in that bit of a limbo of a particularly slow couple of weeks.