Long Lost Cousin

Mom randomly called me today at work. Apparently while in deep discussion with my uncle, she found out that I have a distant cousin also attending CMU. She's half English, half chinese, came from Hong Kong and is studying chemistry and history. She's also super skinny and way prettier than I could ever hope to be... I also neglected to tell mom that she was holding up a pink sign that very clearly read, "SEX!"
I've never met her, but we seem to know similar people. I'm not one to hang out with that particular crowd - probably why I've never met her. It'd be strange to meet her one day and say, "Hey, you're my sort of cousin!" And then everyone will give me funny looks while I try to explain the distance of the relationship. I'll bet she'll never guess.
I think one day, my fear of marrying anyone asian will be founded. I'll be about to walk down the aisle when an uncle will step up and say, "Angela, sweetie, I have something to tell you. That man is your cousin." Well heck, I don't even know who half of my family is and I already work around toxic chemicals. Why marry an asian guy and make the risk of having demented babies higher?
On another note, I had to tell the poor girl who was going to move in that she couldn't. If she'd only been a few days faster in signing the sublease, she could've had the place. But now she can't, and I feel terrible... At least Christi didn't seem to mind too much...