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daidoji_giseiWell, today was inconclusive.
The original plan was that I was going to go out for a shooting lesson this morning, but it rained last night and drizzled in the morning so that out. Yes, that's 'shooting' as in 'guns'. I'm not fond of guns as real objects, but if I am going to use them in fiction then I feel compelled to have at least a little solid knowledge on the subject--my aversion to sudden loud noises will just have to cope. One of the players in my game is well-versed on the topic, and he's very generously offered to take me out and teach me how to use a gun for real. My loud-noise issues aside, I suspect I could enjoy the experience a lot--the skill and precision that target-shooting requires appeals to me. But guns aren't cheap, to say nothing of bullets, and I already have too many spendy hobbies.
With shooting a no-go one would think that I then got lots of housework and errands done, and one would be totally wrong. Maybe it was the grayness of the day, or my continuing sleep issues, but I dragged through most of the day frittering what little focus I had on trivial things. I did manage to wash almost all the dirty dishes in the kitchen, and I went to the Saturday evening Mass, but that was pretty much it for useful things. I am hoping for a more productive tomorrow; given that the forecast is for snow, blowing snow, and wintry mix, I will have no incentive to leave the apartment.
The original plan was that I was going to go out for a shooting lesson this morning, but it rained last night and drizzled in the morning so that out. Yes, that's 'shooting' as in 'guns'. I'm not fond of guns as real objects, but if I am going to use them in fiction then I feel compelled to have at least a little solid knowledge on the subject--my aversion to sudden loud noises will just have to cope. One of the players in my game is well-versed on the topic, and he's very generously offered to take me out and teach me how to use a gun for real. My loud-noise issues aside, I suspect I could enjoy the experience a lot--the skill and precision that target-shooting requires appeals to me. But guns aren't cheap, to say nothing of bullets, and I already have too many spendy hobbies.
With shooting a no-go one would think that I then got lots of housework and errands done, and one would be totally wrong. Maybe it was the grayness of the day, or my continuing sleep issues, but I dragged through most of the day frittering what little focus I had on trivial things. I did manage to wash almost all the dirty dishes in the kitchen, and I went to the Saturday evening Mass, but that was pretty much it for useful things. I am hoping for a more productive tomorrow; given that the forecast is for snow, blowing snow, and wintry mix, I will have no incentive to leave the apartment.