Feb 26, 2008 00:07
Aw, man.
I tried. I tried to keep this secret to myself, but I need to tell someone fast before I explode. And not in the good way.
I bounce a little and knock on Elliot's door. (Later, I realize I could have just paged her, but when am I thinking about 'later'? The Todd is an 'in the moment' kind of dude!)
My awesome secret-keeping abilities have been tested this week, and I am failing hard. I can't help it. It's too good. I'm not one for gossip, but when the Todd sees something good, he has to share.
Like his penis.
Self-Reference-Five! I snap my fingers and knock on the door again.
Come on, Elliot! I gotta tell you about the smooching in the parking lot!
elliot,
todd