finally, my mom has “ungrounded” me. i came home too late one night and she was up at 4:00 AM waiting for me. i was scared shitless as i walked into the pitch black house and climbed up the stairs only to find my mummy towering over me on the top step. needless to say, i turned back into a cowering five-year-old and let her yell at me for six straight minutes. hell, i’ll admit it — i deserved to get yelled at. but this is summer! the time to frolic at night no matter what the hour and the time to release past rules of high school sanctions.

but my mummy said, “no!” and i can’t argue with an ill-tempered flip mom. no sir-ee.

so now i’m “ungrounded” and i feel like honey milk tea.

oh, and i wrote a new short, short tale of misguided love. (it’s a little PG, so be forewarned.) please read making the exeunt and lemme know what you think.