August 2001 August 21, 2001: "Sheesh. What a waste of mind control." August 22, 2001: "...I am as serious as a drug-overdose-induced heart attack." August 23, 2001: "I didn't know the Duke of Athens was such a smooth operator." August 25, 2001: "Well, duh." August 27, 2001: "At this moment, I would rather be eating hummus in a storefront window with him." August 28, 2001: "I like Sandra Bernhard -- in theory." August 29, 2001: "...sometimes graduate school is like having to repeat my sixth grade Gifted & Talented program...." September 2001 September 11, 2001: "I'm sorry." September 17, 2001: "...we remembered and we shouted it to the sky." September 21, 2001: "Come to think of it, I'm already incredibly proud of that boy." October 2001 October 4, 2001: "Personally, my money is on the self sabotage option." December 2001 December 10, 2001: "That letter KNOWS things. Secret things." January 2002 January 25, 2002: "You fail THE EXAM OF DOOM and you can kiss that 'M' and 'A' (minus the 'F,' of course) goodbye." January 27, 2002: "The strange thing is: I don't hate this part of myself." January 30, 2002: "Why? Is it a freakishly large mole?" February 2002 February 15, 2002: "Apparently, Holden and I have been living in a dream world for quite some time." February 28, 2002: "Woo hoo. (And I mean it this time.)" March 2002 March 25, 2002: "Christ, I am such a freakin' geek." April 2002 - November 2002 Um, yeah, no excuse really. December 2002 December 10, 2002: "Been a while, huh?" December 11, 2002: "Hey, it's better than nothing, right?" December 20, 2002: "Baby, if Billy Boyd were going to be at Marrakesh this Saturday, you can be sure I would have made the reservations for that a week ago, too." December 22, 2002: "Maybe the Xanex is still in my system."