Monica's Journal: some boy he is.

it's pretty neat how you can spend like 36 straight hours with someone, and have him not get tired of you. and you not get tired of him. but you get to the point where everyone else who comes and talks to the two of you, you get annoyed at them, no matter who they are. even if you like them.

    it's weird to be annoyed at the whole rest of the world. but not my todd. it's a good feeling, i suppose.

    (this is not to say that if the two of us are eating in kline, we're on a "date" and therefore you shouldn't eat with us. we leave bard for dates. sit down and eat with us.)

addendum

[evil todd.]

unless i hate you. you know who you are, and you know better than to sit with us. tony. :P