The first thing I had to do was babysit Charity. Mike had mentioned that we might have to do it, and then when I talked to his mom, she said that I'd have to do it by myself because "Jacque would really want Mike to be there." I don't know what the big deal is. It's just a graduation. I was never that into it. So I've been here for over three hours, sacrificing my time while they stand around after graduation talking to each other and stuff. No money for me. Hardly ever is.
I fixed the battery in my car.
You know how sometimes you come out of a movie with an odd, almost magical feeling? (I really get into movies so I always get them, but I don't know if anybody else does...) Sometimes I wish feelings like that would last longer than the walk out to the car. When I got back to Minneapolis, I vowed that I would keep the independent feeling I had when I was on the west coast. I've been doing OK, but it still annoyed me when Mike said he wanted to go to Applebee's (for the zillionth time in a row) because some guy got his black belt. I wasn't as annoyed as I might have been before, but I still felt it. Speaking of that sort of thing, we haven't kissed yet. It's been a full day and we've seen each other a good amount of time, but we haven't kissed. Or held hands. I wonder how long it's going to last. I wonder if I should make the first move. Probably not because I don't think he'd want it. Not yet anyway. Starting slow is good.
John and Kay have been gone for 3.5 hours now. I would enjoy going home or finding my lonely way to a bar or something. But I have to sit here, an hour after I put Charity to bed, watching stupid nighttime TV and waiting to get in my car and drive to my house just as everybody else gets home from work... I wonder if I can get Mike to go with me somewhere... I doubt it.