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24 March 2007 

Friday afternoon...

Teenage boys. It might just be harder to grow up a boy than a girl. For instance, imagine, if you will, that you are exploring your sexuality as the son of ridiculously sheltering parents who don't even understand the concept of privacy. Then imagine that there is so much you can't talk about, in terms of becoming a man - all those hormones! You're even sheltered from spending free time with other boys your age.

Is it really surprising that in his geekhood and incredible suppression you would surpass all school proxies and print over twenty pictures of pornography in full 8.5X11 color.

Best part, I caught him. Too bad simply turning off a computer and printer doesn't cancel print jobs.

Uuuuugggghhhhh.

ACK! ACK! ACK!

My son had his first "Maturation Class" and I am totally freaking out about the stage we are about to enter. ACK! ACK! ACK!

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