Summertime, and the livin is easy

Or not, depending on your point of view.

My houseguest for the summer got here, and has been installed in one of my spare bedrooms pending that room mate finally finishing getting moved in.

She's not a bad kid.  Way too young, and incredibly inexperienced.  And seemingly resentful of anything that comes out of my mouth that happens to touch upon relative experience levels gained through age and the simple act of living.

Was I ever That  young, and that determined to make my own mistakes regardless of the consequences?  Gods, I hope not.  If I was, I sure don't remember it.