why normal conversations are beyond me
Jun. 29th, 2006 06:09 pm(as bg, my dad is workiung a fuckload this week. Way way way too much but there's no one else to do it. I called after work to make sure he was still alive). This is pretty standard for us, and actually very very boring compared to some.
Me: Hey, dad. Not bothering you am I?
Dad: not at all. what's up?
M: just calling to see how you were doing
D: I'm roasted, damn near ready to be served up (essentially, there was traffic noise so I can't recall everything he said)
M: Oh, good. I'll start the mashed potatoes
D: *laughs* You would, you cannibalistic bitch
Me: Hey, dad. Not bothering you am I?
Dad: not at all. what's up?
M: just calling to see how you were doing
D: I'm roasted, damn near ready to be served up (essentially, there was traffic noise so I can't recall everything he said)
M: Oh, good. I'll start the mashed potatoes
D: *laughs* You would, you cannibalistic bitch
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Date: 2006-06-29 10:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-29 10:40 pm (UTC)It makes more sense if you're there. My family is most affectionate when we're maligning each other. My dad and I especially are fond of ending on threats of going to the hospital.
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Date: 2006-06-29 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-30 07:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-01 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-01 10:17 pm (UTC)Hee hee. Sure. Never have too many sibs. I'll call you Sis from now on.