Hub a pub pub yub.

Not only are we so obviously related, but we always have fun when we hang out.

We, literally (with only a stop for food), drove around for five hours tonight. First, we couldn't decide what to eat...and then we just drove around telling stories.

Our mexican dinner was fun. Complete with "salasa" and crazy dancing in the bathroom. I mean, when the bathroom music sounds like a dance party, you gotta dance.

And I did. With a giant fake sunflower in my hand.

We listened to Dave, spoke a random made up language, and both agreed that Becca is crazy driver.

Tomorrow, I work. And it all begins again.