My downstairs neighbor is a strange young man. He doesn't appear to have a "job" per se, but his occupation consists of smoking pot and taking pills. And playing music, really, really, really loud. Me pounding on his door and telling him to turn it the fuck down is pretty much a daily occurence. It gets old, but it is an outlet for my never ending rage. His music choices amuse and annoy me-a lot of rap, a lot of heavy metal I don't recognize, once he played AC/DC's back in black six times in a row.
Today, the music was slower and I listened carefully and could make out the words to...You oughtta Know. That's right, dude was playing Jagged Little Pill, by Alanis.
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