Jill: We are Lillian and Jillian; best friends and roommates.
Lill: We are also those two girls who live down the hall from you – one of which may be sleeping with your husband/boyfriend, the other most definitely after your job.
Jill: We met at university.
Lill: A rather unremarkable story we’ll no doubt share on a slow day – but we managed to remain friends by not having a) slept with the other’s present or previous boyfriends, b) relayed any information consisting of actual truth to the other’s parents, and c) provided on demand food/shopping/spa therapy even when money was tight and options consisted of a pack of gum/the nifty brown bag it came in/and a bubble bath.
Jill: We share an apartment in a city like yours and have junior level positions at medium sized companies making our combined student debt payable by 2020.
Lill: We have no pets, unless you count the pigeons nesting on my windowsill…
Jill: *Raises eyebrow* …Or the guy on the fourth floor who stalks us when we do laundry.
Lill: We both enjoy chick-lit in its various forms but occasionally attempt to read something more substantial; I suspect this is why Jill keeps renewing her subscription to National Geographic and why I am still on Folio’s circulation list.
Jill: We are Whovians, Trekkies and closet Jedi – though I’m sure the Sith would welcome Lillian with open hoods.
Lill: Our raison d’être: This blog is our small way of capturing the trivial moments of thought and expression that make us smile; the often-times ridiculous way we see the world and how we live in it. The statement we attempt to convey is a modest one, by making the seemingly mundane memorable.
Jill: Our sometimes true entries are based largely upon actual events and in many cases relayed verbatim – and although our objective is to amuse, tickle and charm our readers, we promise to leave quality cleverness and wit to the real thinkers and bloggers out there.
Lill: Our entries are all about comic-style dialogue – as neither Jill or I draw well enough to be featured anywhere but cave walls, until we find a friend with a talented stylus (heh, and not Jill’s ex), you’ll have to leave the imagery to your imaginations.
Jill: And so whether you’re just dropping by or chilling with us regularly, we ask that you try to think well of us despite our propensity for drinking saccharine-laden alcoholic beverages, affection for 90′s boy-bands, and sometimes inappropriateness – we promise we don’t bite…unless you’re that Boy Scout stripper from Stacey’s Bachelorette party – then all bets are off…
Lill & Jill