8/11/10 Cousin's Ranting

Waking up late, just how I like it.  Great day spent with a good friend, chaos accures, she tries so hard not to yell at me, fusteration and confusion bundeling up inside, not just her but the both of us... We figure everything out, we make a plan.  The day turns back into a good one.  She gets home after a long day at work and is ready for a cocktail.  Going to the neighbors for a couple drinks, we have a great time.  I come home early, I have to be up early.  He and I watch a movie to pass the time.  So much for going to bed early.  The door slams as her heavy footsteps come closer to me.  She's upset.  Why is she so upset? She didn't get laid.  He had to get up early, and she wanted just 30 minutes of his time, or of his talent.  They talked for a while, then she came home.  She is telling me what happened, as she rants and raves about her night, and how she didn't get what she wanted. My response, "get over him, move on, you'll find bigger and better!" She doesn't want to... As she makes a midnight snack, she still complains, she shares her fusteration, she shares her feelings, she shares her buzz.  I'm sitting here, not feeling anything, as she is on top of everything but him... Ha, so we sit here in disappointment, watching our favorite show on DVD.  Only if tomorrow I could wake up late.