Crappy

Last night was not a good night. Actually, it WAS a good night for the most part. But the sucky part really sucked. Went out for a Christmas dinner with some friends. The food was okay, but the conversation was quite nice. Afterwards we went over to Leanne's and had a few more drinks and talked some more. That whole part was fine. Then Carla and I went home. To my place. Which is really my parent's place. Carla started feeling really ill from all the smoke. I tried to cheer her up but she eventually retreated to the bathroom. She REALLY wasn't feeling well. While she was away Odie (a dog) trotted into my room and proceeded to loudly lick himself. I swear that dogs hips act as a sounding board or something because DAMN is his crotch loud! THEN, my parents started doing it. Yep.

I'm 28 years old, living at home, surrounded by crotch licking dogs and randy parents.

Needless to say, Carla and I went to her house. Her parents have the common decency to have really quiet sex.