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A new day at work. It's Friday the 13th for the calendar challenged, and we got a full schedule at work. Not a single space open. It's been busy and it isn't even half way done yet. It's going to be a stressful day, but at least it's Friday. That's always a welcome thing.
I took Emily to the Rave last night for the 10:00 pm show of Ratatouille. As I thought, it was a really good movie and was animated really well. I found it to be pretty funny throughout most of the movie. There was this really funny short at the beginning involving alien abduction that was really funny. I had a really good time and despite being tired, so did Emily. It makes me so happy to see her enjoying herself like that. On the way home we talked about some things that were weighing heavily on her mind. Things like what to do about school and where her life was headed. I understand that because a couple years ago I was thinking about those things a lot too. I tried to give her the best advice and reassurance I had, but I know those things feel like they are pressing down on you pretty bad. She napped a little bit on the way home while I rubbed the back of her neck. That usually makes her feel a little better and relax. When we got back to her house, she looked so peaceful sleeping. She woke up and we talked about a few things. I asked her if she wanted to go see the new Harry Potter movie on Saturday, but she didn't know if she was going to go then and I don't think she wanted to go with me. Maybe that would be a little too much... She said she was thinking about going to Marc's house after work Saturday instead... She was kinda hanging back in the car and I really wanted to kiss her, and I think she was kind of delaying because she really wanted a kiss too, but wasn't sure what to do. I was thinking really hard about whether or not I would kiss her anyway and I must have had some kind of look on my face, because she asked me what was on my mind. I told her and she still didn't leave and she didn't back away when I kissed her, so it couldn't have been too wrong. When she was getting out she told me that she would talk to me tomorrow. It was a good night. For better or for worse, I'm glad that I kissed her.
I took Emily to the Rave last night for the 10:00 pm show of Ratatouille. As I thought, it was a really good movie and was animated really well. I found it to be pretty funny throughout most of the movie. There was this really funny short at the beginning involving alien abduction that was really funny. I had a really good time and despite being tired, so did Emily. It makes me so happy to see her enjoying herself like that. On the way home we talked about some things that were weighing heavily on her mind. Things like what to do about school and where her life was headed. I understand that because a couple years ago I was thinking about those things a lot too. I tried to give her the best advice and reassurance I had, but I know those things feel like they are pressing down on you pretty bad. She napped a little bit on the way home while I rubbed the back of her neck. That usually makes her feel a little better and relax. When we got back to her house, she looked so peaceful sleeping. She woke up and we talked about a few things. I asked her if she wanted to go see the new Harry Potter movie on Saturday, but she didn't know if she was going to go then and I don't think she wanted to go with me. Maybe that would be a little too much... She said she was thinking about going to Marc's house after work Saturday instead... She was kinda hanging back in the car and I really wanted to kiss her, and I think she was kind of delaying because she really wanted a kiss too, but wasn't sure what to do. I was thinking really hard about whether or not I would kiss her anyway and I must have had some kind of look on my face, because she asked me what was on my mind. I told her and she still didn't leave and she didn't back away when I kissed her, so it couldn't have been too wrong. When she was getting out she told me that she would talk to me tomorrow. It was a good night. For better or for worse, I'm glad that I kissed her.