A quote from Arrested Development is stuck in my noggin:
Michael: I screwed my brother-in-law.
Maeby: Well, I’m all grown up now....
I feel like Maeby tonight.
My curiosity (and summer boredom) got the best of me as my fingers wandered to the registry at the National Sex Offender's website. I popped in my parent's address to see if any lived near by.
Not only is there a registered sex offender .5 miles from my childhood home (for an offence against a child, says the hardtodecipher key), but I grew up with the guy. He's my age. We were friends.
I thought packing up my apartment met my weekly allotted quota of growing pains.