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Never argue with a teen!

Ok as my five readers know I have a teen and arguing with this teen is like sticking a fork in my eyeball  and moving it around; extremely painful and of no real use. This teen has also chosen to listen to the wimpiest music ever by Owl City or Kingdom or whatever. This kind of music reminds me of when I was in college and getting stoned thinking aliens from another galaxy. Yes, I was/am a huge X-Files fan and David Duchovny fan. 




So my teen has decided to "torcher" me with music. Songs like Lincoln Park's Numb and Imagine Dragon's Demons which I really like. I won't tell my teen that or they'll stop playing the music. So I wonder why the rebellion? I'm not such a bad mom...

We'll leave that alone.

So, I remember when I was 15 and as kids go I could have gotten a lot worse. When I was 15 I did all kinds of crap. I was dating a college guy, I went to Titty Bingo concerts, I got stoned and went to parties, I got a tattoo and became a Goth. I also wore black steal toe lace up Doc Martin's and went to mosh pits while listening to Nine Inch Nail and drinking. So I guess in the grand scheme of things, I got off easy. I guess Owl City isn't so bad. Heck, I think I'm starting to like it. 

Until next time...



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