Always the Bride's Maid...

26 and my life is still... trying to get up that great big hill.

So, here I am. As wonderful and big hearted as normal. My cousin Dave just got married. I love that guy. And I'm so happy for him. But he's 4 months younger than I am. And I feel old. People laugh at me when I tell them that I feel that way. They tell me that I am 26 and that I have so much time to do what I want, when I want. And they might be right but it doesn't keep me from feeling tired.

Oh well, no more Mr. Nice guy... because they finish last. Well, maybe I can strategically hide Mr nice guy. Maybe that's impossible. I'm too damn honest to stop being Mr Nice guy. UH! Stupid code of ethics and morality. I'm cursed to be a nice guy for the rest of my life.