Yesterday was his birthday. Thursday night he went to the local convenience store at 12:30 am and tried to buy beer---they wouldn't sell it to him and told him he had to wait until 7 am to buy it. He doesn't drink, but saw buying beer as a right of passage, I guess. Last night he went to the beach and stayed with friends. I had a stomach bug and didn't feel up to going out to dinner last night, maybe tonight. He is still working. He is much easier to live with although he is still very emotionally fragile. He is still a difficult child but slowly maturing. At 21, he is now socially and emotionally about 18. I'm hoping the next year will lead to more maturing.