I feel bad because sometimes well lets just say i’m way too cautiously pessimistic when my cousin goes out on dates. I’m pretty sure she thinks i’m pissed off because I’m spending a Friday night alone eating Chinese takeout and watching Icarly but that is simply not so. That’s pretty much a great evening in my book. It’s just that I watch her get ready, pace the apartment, clean like an obsessive compulsive and fiddle with her dress. Her knees shaky and her eye on the clock. She’s had a pretty rough go at the dating scene. She’s always leagues ahead of the douche ass dudes she dates. It’s almost infuriating, i’m like a momma cub being far too overprotective. I just want the best for her, God knows she deserves it.