Back from Return of the King. Well, I've been back for almost two hours now. It was AWESOME. I can't wait for the Extended DVD. But the movie...

Damn.

I cried no fewer than four different times during the movie. I'll probably go see it at least once more, if not more.

Suzie called like three times during the movie. The first time, I didn't realize she called. The second time, I answered, and let her hear the movie, hoping she'd realize what was going on. Not sure how that worked out. The third time, I talked to her a little bit, told her the movie'd be out in like 45 minutes, around 12:30 or so. I think she said she'd try calling me later, then. I said bye, and hung up after that, but I don't know if she heard me. I hope she doesn't think I hung up on her; I know how much she hates that, and I wouldn't do that to her. I hope she calls - I'm probably going to fall asleep in the next hour or so, and I'd really like to have the chance to talk to her. I'm so excited - I'm going to go see her (again) on Wednesday, and none of this get there, sleep, and leave crap. No-sir-ee Bob. Assuming things go well, I'll be arriving there Wednesday, and leaving Saturday. That's a fairly big assumption, of course, but I'll go with it for now. It'll be a good time for us, I think. I hope.

So when we were talking on the phone before she came up, she started crying at one point. Eventually, she opened up and started telling me about what had happened. Apparently, during the period when she was totally stressing out, she was sitting alone, crying one day, and Jared (not sure how to spell his name, so I'll use that for now to differentiate him from Jarrod Becak) was there as well. I'm sketchy on the details, but he made some sort of move on her - nothing major, small biting on the neck and ear, or something like that; anyway, she didn't say yes or no, as she was... not doing too well at the time. I personally don't think she has anything to feel guilty for. I mean, at the most basic level, yeah, it may have been inappropriate - but she didn't encourage him, and she's since made it clear (I think) that she's taken and not interested in him.

We did get to spend some time together on Christmas Eve. She was up in Wimberley; I went and picked her up. Met her grandmother and two cousins - Donna's kids. I got along pretty well with her grandma; didn't interact very much with the two cousins, but they seem pretty cool. We came by the house, then went to Jarrod's to drop off some cookies, then to Rose's to exchnage presents. Rose loved her copy of Pirates of the Caribbean. She got me... a garter. Which is pretty cool. I'm gonna wear it the next time I go DDR'ing in Austin. Rose and Suzie seemed to get along okay. Then we came back to my house, to get her IDs, then we went driving around and looked at Christmas lights. I don't know why, but for some reason, I got kinda weird while we were driving. A kinda depressed, lonely weird, although I have(/d) no reason to feel either. I got over it, though. She seemed.. I don't know. At one point, she was very not happy, which is what I think caused my funk as well. But we both came through it okay, and I eventually took her back to Wimberlodge. We were walking back to the house, and I hugged her and told her I loved her. But I don't think she quite heard me, because she looked at me and said, "What did you say?" "Nothing." We went up the back way, and I hung out there for a little bit. I went to leave, and she walked me down the stairs to the front door. As we were walking down the stairs, she took my hand, and placed it rather firmly on her breast (she does this sometimes when we're lying down together, as well). Oh - there was a piece of mistletoe right above the stairs; we stopped there, and kissed. It was awesome. And she bit me on the neck pretty hard. Chris made a comment about "No nookie on the stairs!!" As I was leaving, I told her I loved her; she was like 'Shh! People can hear you!" (or something like that.) And she said "Greenish brown female sheep". I got the "ewe" part right away, but I stood there, perplexed at the first. So finally, she said, "What color is my skin?".

Olive.

Olive ewe.

~*Sigh*~