Ok, sorry. I should be polite...How is everyone? I hope your summers are wonderful and that you are all safe, happy, hick-free, and in good health.
So, as we all know, Lizz and I enjoy adventures. We decided to visit a friend in Boston with our other friend Andrew Jeff, but first we spent the night before up at FP. This night ended up in complete befuddlement with 2 hours of sleep. Lizz and I slept in the same twin bed. Be jealous boys, I got to sleep in the same bed with the hottest girl at school.
We ended up missing the bus to Boston from Fitchburg by 2 minutes. So we drove. Which actually ended up being a better choice. We caroused Quincy Market, ate at Dick's restaurant (we all got hats. Lizz: Laguna Beach Wanna be. Andrew Jeff: Pimpin' Aint Easy. Mine: Skank. Lauren: I'm addicted to internet porn) We went to Harvard Square and Lizz and I inquired tattoos, but are saving it for later this summer. We got matching teapots to hold us over till then.
Anyways, after spending the entire day in Boston we went down the rabbit hole of car rides. We ended up dropping off Andrew Jeff and Lizz and I brought Lauren to school. All of our friends who were up for summer sessions were all home this weekend. There was no way either one of us could have even driven to my house without falling asleep at the wheel. We knew what we had to do. Sleep in the Jeep. We changed into our pajamas and took our contacts out at the local Mr. Mike's bathroom. Then we walked around campus smoking cigarettes like the homeless artist refugees we were, then we sat in the butthutt in the freshman shakedown. We were exhausted. We whipped out our sleeping bags and slept for 7 hours in that jeep in the Franklin Pierce University Parking Lot.
Thank God for Lizz's Jeep, it's actually not that bad to sleep in. You know as I told my parents my weekend adventure my mother figured out that we had slept in the jeep, she still won't admit she finds it slightly amusing. I'll quote, "Nora...Nora Mairead, did you and Lizz have to sleep in the car?" Jim then dovetailed, "Like homeless people? "
Those 2 never miss a beat. Joshie has now dubbed us the "Jeep Sistahs". My whole family knows now, all 80 million of them.
Lizz and I survived being homeless artist refugees. Lizz and I, we sleep in Jeeps!
