I don't know if I've mentioned it or not, but I've had like a pinched nerve or pull or strain or some fucking thing, and it's fucking killing me. It's one of those stealth ones too. Only 1 or 2 things I do really trigger the pain, but they trigger it every time.
It's been bugging me for at least a month now, and I finally decided to do something about it. It's kind of silly, really, as Dr Mark never charges me, but I always feel bad about that. I mean, I've known him for ever, and he's told me a million times not to worry about it, but still...
We also went to the range today and did a little shooting:
It was a pretty good day at the range. One of the object d'destruction we took with us:
And another view:
Yeah, that's a Teletubbie.
Or it was anyhow. Considering it took at least 2 rounds, one from a .40 caliber pistol, and the other from an SKS, it was surprisingly resilient, though.
Even at the end, a large piece remained intact. We salvaged that, it will now do something with it.
So, it's back to work tomorrow.
Sigh.
Buenos con queso,
T.
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