January fourth, 1832

Dear Diary,

   Today (if you had kept track of the dates in 2005) was my birthday. Mr. X, being the crazy person that he is, wanted to trap me, but instead got Agent X. Ha! I'm not giving Mr. X any ginger if he keeps acting this way. First, he threatens to kill me if I donšt give him anything, then his gun is stolen so he canšt shoot me, but he still wants something for his seasickness. I hope he gets too seasick to devise anymore ridiculous plans to get herbs! Then hešll just ask instead of making plans (I hope)!

Aliaranel,
junior crew in charge of Plants