ChapterFour

ChapterOne

December2001
12/30 > In storage for another 11 months.
12/24 > Finding the magic of Christmas.
12/13 > I never planned on that phone call.
12/07 > What a week.
12/03 > Not her... the idea of her.

November2001
11/07 > Perspective.
11/01 > Let's play twent-- no, make that 50 -- questions!

October2001
10/26 > Bamboozled.
10/25 > Dr. Burns.
10/24 > Catch a nap before the law comes calling.
10/23 > Down by the river.
10/09 > The Courtyard.
10/08 > I could have met her & ruined it all.
10/05 > Somethi-- Someone new.
10/04 > In line at the Wal-Mart.

September2001
09/21 > Four tests. Four days. Yeesh.
09/17 > The Dude abides... Normalcy doesn't.
09/14 > A week to remember.
09/11 > September 11, 2001.
09/09 > First grade.
09/08 > CD burnin' / The new roomie.

August2001
08/28 > Decisions a year later...
08/21 > Motivation. (Posted 08/26)
08/20 > The death of freedom.
08/14 > When the ride ends...
08/13 > Christmas in August.
08/12 > Trouble in Best Friend Land. / Self destruction.
08/11 > What I've been up to.
08/09 > Meeting a friend for the first time.
08/01 > Searching for fire victims. / Missing class.

July2001
07/30 > Senior year and (missing) friends.
07/27 > Interesting trip to Dream Land.
07/25 > Observations and commentary.
07/24 > Beware of weak floors, too.
07/21 > Beware of falling doors.
07/15 > I'm lazy... but I don't want to talk about it.
07/13 > Don't pull the productivity break.
07/12 > Summer school not that bad, after all.
07/08 > Choices are tough.
07/07 > Sleepwalking & dangerous drivers.
07/04 > The history of Fletch's fireworks.

June2001
06/27 > Trying to make life interesting.
06/19 > No concept of time.
06/17 > Rugrats weekend. / Rocky relationships.
06/14 > A very good day.
06/13 > Killing guilty men.
06/12 > Escape from the mind.
06/06 > Hypnosis scam.
06/03 > Fleeing trouble at home.
06/02 > Happy Birthday, Journal.

September2000
09/29 > A well -- not a fountain.
09/27 > Who do I love?
09/26 > Don't brag. There will be a test.
09/22 > Contemplating sincerity.
09/21 > A letter from the front lines.
09/20 > Tired.
09/19 > They don't like me, eh?
09/18 > Simply... A good day.
09/17 > What can I do to earn your business?
09/15 > Hungover Friday.
09/12 > Lifted spirits.
09/11 > I wished upon a star.
09/07 > On the road. Er, in the air.
09/06 > Paper Day frustration.
09/05 > A good Labor Day weekend.

August2000
08/29 > Truth & the drama it causes.
08/27 > The thing virgins don't do.
08/25 > Standing behind my words.
08/24 > Similarities.
08/23 > I feel replaced.
08/22 > One for the road.
08/19 > Should I be real?
08/18 > A letter to Alex.
08/17 > Uncommitted commitment.
08/15 > The bazillionth reason.
08/14 > In the heat of things.
08/13 > Handling anything & everything.
08/10 > Wordsmith.
08/09 > I can't stay here...
08/07 > The Problem: Consciousness
08/05 > I miss Alex.
08/04 > You mean I can read for pleasure?
08/03 > Uncertainties about honesty.
08/02 > Resolutions: A Retrospective.
08/01 > August already?

July2000
07/31 > Sleep patterns? What sleep patterns?
07/30 > Cuddling thoughts.
07/29 > Screwy.
07/28 > Dear Mr. Publisher.
07/27 > But I slack for free.
07/26 > More on evil.
07/25 > Fletch vs. Evil.
07/24 > My job: A dissection.
07/23 > Why am I back?
07/21 > Happiness, where ya hiding?
07/20 > The greatest person she knows.
07/19 > Feeling challenged.
07/17 > Work. Ugh.
07/16 > New stuff.
07/15 > You must go back to school.
07/14 > Parenting.
07/13 > Red Kool-Aid.
07/12 > This summer vs. Last.
07/10 > Random thoughts.
07/09 > Double standards.
07/08 > Weird dreams.
07/06 > Chances are.
07/05 > A special night with Alex.
07/04 > T minus 210 minutes.
07/03 > Nuts on the road.
07/01 > A reunion with Lecia.

June2000
06/30 > The Story of Lecia.
06/29 > When you come back to me again.
06/28 > To be anonymous or not to be?
06/27 > The "17-year-old Phase".
06/26 > Random thoughts.
06/25 > Hostages, gunfire & me.
06/23 > A quick tease.
06/22 > Looking for something new.
06/20 > Jaws of Life.
06/19 > Chaos in Georgia.
06/18 > Perfection in Georgia.
06/17 > Looking on the bright side.
06/16 > Would you be your friend?
06/14 > Roommate sex.
06/13 > First day on the job.
06/12 > Tangles.
06/11 > New job. More confusion.
06/10 > Those wacked baby boomers.
06/09 > Looking forward to the past.
06/08 > Rock bottom.
06/07 > Laziness demons.
06/06 > So many questions. So few answers.
06/05 > Can I move on?.
06/04 > Late night contemplation.
06/03 > A fan of love.
06/02 > Left wondering.

While I'm slowly getting around to uploading the entire archive, I'll leave you with a few quotes to remind you what sort of 'gems' you're waiting for. Heh. Heh.

13 February 2001
"I had a list of things to do a mile long this afternoon. I didn't get any of them done because I was too busy sleeping. And the thing about sleep is that its a terrible excuse. If you say you didn't do something because you were out saving the world... that's great. If you didn't do something because you crashed your car into a truck full of manure... that's sad, but still good. If you say you didn't do something because you were asleep... well, that just sounds lame."

4 March 2001
"The end result, of course, is that I'm over here in my room minding my own business getting a contact high. I don't think the smoke has ever had an effect on my brain, but the stuff smells nasty. I might smoke it myself if it smelled like strawberries or something, but no way in hell do I want to be a part of something that smells that nasty."

Sometime in May 2001
"This is a weird situation for me. There is some sort of kink in the fabric of our friendship and part of me wants to fix the problem now. Right now. At 5:18 a.m. in the morning (EST). Part of me would like to call and wake her ass up to talk this through. That's the old part of me. That part of me used to be all of me if you can understand that. I used to be that way about most everything. But now I can't be that way about The Best Friend. We've had too many conversations that didn't carry any weight about our friendship. I've told her too many times that I wanted things to change... only for things not to change."

4 October 2001
"Yesterday, I remember thinking to myself that I had gone the entire semester (so far) without getting the blues. I thought about how happy I'd been and how things seemed to be going my way. I wondered when the fun would end... Today, I got my answer. At the moment, I feel like a hundred bucks in a million dollar world. Okay, so maybe that's a little drastic... But I'm tired and I've got a lot of shit that just seems to be hovering in the air above my head. I'm left here wondering what's gonna fall and if it'll hit me hard enough to kill me."

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