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camper4lyfeSaturday:
Managed to wake up relatively early after being sick all week. I was upset because it was a perfect hunting morning. 30 degrees, and sunny. It warmed up quickly to aroudn 50 by 11:00. I roll my sister's car into the garage and change her oil (holy crap was she low!). Waste time for another couple hours. Wander over and talk to the schmucky neighbor about bullshit stuff until about 2:00 when I head over with my other neighbor to sight in our shotguns (regular deer season opens up in a couple weeks). 10 minutes before we get home, there's a doe in our back yard. My parents just HAD to take a picture of it. It was a nice looking deer though! 7:40pm, the deer returns to just the other side of the neighbor's yard. Too late and too far away to shoot it. Bummer.
Sunday:
Woke up early again. Paintball at 10:00. This was my first time playing. It was a new experience, but fun! I might have had less fun if I had gotten shot, but that's part of the game...DON'T get shot. We (whoever showed up to the open game) played about 5 different games. 2 games of capture the flag, a game of capture the bridge/flag, a game of 'capture' the president (read: shoot him), and a game of offense/defense. Apparently the new Marine digital camo works! One guy on my team was next to me right before I laid down to hide in a bush (not a good hiding place, btw). He looked away as I was laying down, and he looked back and couldn't find me! WOOHOO! Go me! Anyway...my team won all 5 games, even after changing it up because of the total domination (one of the original teams was made up of all young teenagers). One kid got shot in the junk. He was hurting for a while, but got over it.
Got home a little after 1, just in time to see the Bills get their asses handed to them. The game ended, and I switched the tv over to watch the race in which Dale Jr. got his ass handed to him (including his car falling apart-losing the pinion gear from the rear end). What a shitty ass day!
Monday:
Called<< in sick. Woke up with the start of a migraine, so I called in so I could sleep and fend off the eils that are pain. Got to talk to my love for several hours. It was GREATLY needed on both parts.
Tuesday:
I'm at work. I miss my love. This deformable mirror shit is pissin me right the fuck off. The stupid shit keeps breaking because some asshole in Livermore decided he didn't like our current vendor for parts, so he went with a company that HE likes who just happens to be sending us shitty ass parts! UGH.
Ok...that's my update. It's not very comprehensible, but that's life.
Managed to wake up relatively early after being sick all week. I was upset because it was a perfect hunting morning. 30 degrees, and sunny. It warmed up quickly to aroudn 50 by 11:00. I roll my sister's car into the garage and change her oil (holy crap was she low!). Waste time for another couple hours. Wander over and talk to the schmucky neighbor about bullshit stuff until about 2:00 when I head over with my other neighbor to sight in our shotguns (regular deer season opens up in a couple weeks). 10 minutes before we get home, there's a doe in our back yard. My parents just HAD to take a picture of it. It was a nice looking deer though! 7:40pm, the deer returns to just the other side of the neighbor's yard. Too late and too far away to shoot it. Bummer.
Sunday:
Woke up early again. Paintball at 10:00. This was my first time playing. It was a new experience, but fun! I might have had less fun if I had gotten shot, but that's part of the game...DON'T get shot. We (whoever showed up to the open game) played about 5 different games. 2 games of capture the flag, a game of capture the bridge/flag, a game of 'capture' the president (read: shoot him), and a game of offense/defense. Apparently the new Marine digital camo works! One guy on my team was next to me right before I laid down to hide in a bush (not a good hiding place, btw). He looked away as I was laying down, and he looked back and couldn't find me! WOOHOO! Go me! Anyway...my team won all 5 games, even after changing it up because of the total domination (one of the original teams was made up of all young teenagers). One kid got shot in the junk. He was hurting for a while, but got over it.
Got home a little after 1, just in time to see the Bills get their asses handed to them. The game ended, and I switched the tv over to watch the race in which Dale Jr. got his ass handed to him (including his car falling apart-losing the pinion gear from the rear end). What a shitty ass day!
Monday:
Called<< in sick. Woke up with the start of a migraine, so I called in so I could sleep and fend off the eils that are pain. Got to talk to my love for several hours. It was GREATLY needed on both parts.
Tuesday:
I'm at work. I miss my love. This deformable mirror shit is pissin me right the fuck off. The stupid shit keeps breaking because some asshole in Livermore decided he didn't like our current vendor for parts, so he went with a company that HE likes who just happens to be sending us shitty ass parts! UGH.
Ok...that's my update. It's not very comprehensible, but that's life.
