Comments | star_power: ...in our family portrait, we look pretty happy...

star_power

...in our family portrait, we look pretty happy...

Oct 28, 2005 13:37

Yes, thats right, that's a Pink lyric right up there. And I quoted it for an actual reason. So that's a lyric to the song "Family Portrait", which NO LIE, was playing early this morning at around 7:30/8 AM. The girl who lives downstairs was playing it full blast while she was having a throw down screaming argument with her mother ( Read more... )

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ohmydearheart October 28 2005, 12:40:48 UTC

I wish I lived in your building. It sounds like so much fun!
Aww man. Mothers and daughters...sigh, so funny.

rain_e_nite October 29 2005, 11:21:49 UTC

I would just like to say, i found your story to be very amusing...although boourns to people waking you up at 6am...ridiculous!

star_power October 29 2005, 18:52:17 UTC

I know, had the whole incident not started with the Pink song, I would have been aggrivated. But it was so funny, like who would do that?

I also coulndn't be bothered to get out of bed and put my ear to the floor to hear what was really going on. I just fell back alseep.

life is a dance floor nolemonsnomelon October 29 2005, 12:09:05 UTC

i.just.died.laughing.

oh man, that thing with your sister, that's genius.

that "family portrait" thing is all kinds of awesome, too. i've often fantasized of compiling an "i hate you dad" mix and sending it to my father on his birthday or possibly father's day.

it would include such gems as:

"Father of mine" Everclear
"Styrofoam Cups" DCfC
"Unhappy birthday" The Smiths
a recording of me reading Sylvia Plath's shit-kicking poem "Daddy"

the thing is, he'd totally write me back and be like "i lurrrrved that cd, here i made you a mix of my fave celine dion tunes."

ha ha.

Re: life is a dance floor star_power October 29 2005, 19:00:40 UTC

I couldn't believe it! It was so freaking ridiculous! I can't stand my neighbors!

I've often thought of making a mix CD like that for my father (actually, that Plath poem would be fucking amazing on there too), but my father would write me back something like: "You know what you need to forgive me for being an asshole, I am a great father to you, I was in Vietnam, I'm awesome! You're the one who makes things difficult".

If my father even tried to make a mix CD he'd just fuck it up and send it back to me blank.