There they are again. You’d think he would be sick of her by now. She’s all over him. I wonder if guys ever get tired of that clingy type. Probably not. They’re just guys, after all. That would be funny if I didn’t like him. Or want him. Maybe it’s the fact that he doesn’t seem to notice me, not that I stick out in a crowd, certainly not like she does. Why are guys attracted to such blatant output of sexual “readiness”? I can’t watch any longer. I’m going to the library. Time to read Edna St. Vincent Millay.