I am writing this a few minutes midnight, and my little brother is playing Rock Band with a friend (he says his name is Satan). They are both graduating from high school on Sunday – although neither of them was sure whether or not they were going to be or not until several hours ago. Also, my brother’s friend will turn 18 in twelve minutes. So now they’re celebrating with bad, loud music.
While I am unable to focus enough to write a decent post, due to the late hour and the bad music, I am delighted by the adolescent enthusiasm running rampant.
Because really, what better way to celebrate than with loud, bad music and friends? It’s great that this house is welcoming to teenagers and their impulses. (Plus, who knew that Bon Jovi was popular with the young set these days?)