Series of text messages I received a few minutes ago:
“standin on a corner n winslow az w/jst 1 woman on my mind”
“a girl – my lord – n a 66 gmc :)”
“btw i need a room tonite. b there b4 midnite”
“dr s offered job. just waitin on brd 2 ok mon pm.”
Reply I wanted to send:
“OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!”
Reply I sent:
“cool. c u then. unit 3 ok?”
But just between you and me:
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!1!!!!ONE!!!!!1!!!!!
— Sierra
Greetings from Coldwater 
Love it, love it, love it!!!
“Eep” in this context reminds me of “yeep,” the joyful noise Ramona Quimby decided to make to the Lord. I am guessing Eep was just a joyful a noise that evening?