Then we got to have our first day off college.

Half the place wasn’t even there yet, but it was great because everyone just wants to talk all the time. Everywhere we went you could just sit down with someone: "Hi! Wanna talk about me? Great, so my name is Dom…"

I had more fake names that night than George Bush’s cabinet. We had no where too sleep except Rudy’s floor. A girl down the hall gave us blankets and pillows.

Rudy, I should add, looked good for himself. He had a great summer outside play with kids and running around. He was deeply tanned and buff which made us all look bad. Except of course when Nick mentioned it in front of the girls down the hall, then Rudy looked like some eighties movie where the kid works all summer to get rid of that Jack White look from high school.