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To be fair I think I'm overly chipper today.

Also I still really should get a rifle at some point...

It's my fault. I'm like garfield on mondays.

that's PARKER's Melancholy Monday Pity Party Protocol... I think we're blaming mosin for that program...

They fixed no man's sky, so it was the most fun I've had in quite some time. Check it out gents. Shooting sounds pretty good though. idk.

baby sat my god daughter saturday. she is three so it was mostly snacks, disney movies on netflix and her asking when she could go home...

sunday was a shoot 'em up shotgun shell shooting spree....need to shorten that name up a bit... 275 rounds of ammunition and exploding biodegradable clay pigeons littering the landscape as far as the eye can see. the automatic clay target thrower was a solid investment. some of the discount clays from walmart broke dropping into the throwing arm but /shrug they only cost $6 a case of 90.

probably didn't have to repeat the safety rules as often as I did with the nephew but I really don't want to get shot with my own gun...or anyone else's.

7 1/2 target load... jebus that would be fun getting 350 pellets dug out of whatever is left of my carcass...

this is the barrel, it gets hot so don't touch it but more importantly don't point it anything you don't want to die. only point it down range /points or straight up. this is the safety. red is dead, black before you hand it back. this is the first and last thing you will look at. I'm going to hand it to you loaded with a round in the chamber. check to make sure the safety is on, keep your finger off the trigger, hold it pointing straight up while you move into shooting position, get into your stance, point it down range and then take the safety off and say "firing" only then move your finger on the trigger. take your shots, when you are out check the chamber to make sure it is empty, put the safety on say "out" point it straight up an then step out of the box.

he was nervous and unfamiliar with all the terminology but he did well.... we'll work on fine tuning later. he has to get comfortable handling an exploding pipe with the potential of blasting his uncles in half into a cloud of fine red mist...

Nik's responses are like a really weird musical.

Happy Monday Back to work day, everyone!

How were your weekends?

Ended up going to sonic because they had this brown bag special. 2 jr. Burgers fries and drinks for $7. However at this particular location they decided to stop the special early... so I got a foot long chili & cheese coney. Surprisingly no side effects from it. I was kinda relieved but now I question the food quality

I *** hate that ***. Maybe I'm a generous guy with a weak gut, oui?

I know that feel. I know that feel so much.

the random people unburdening their souls on to me thing... might just be me... I'd like to think it was because I look like a priest or something but it's probably closer to a magnetism other psychotics seem to also have.

I never order water in a restaurant because I hate that eye roll, deep sigh, look of dejection etc. which again, I quickly pick up on...because I'm paranoid and I'm studying everyone for non verbal cues...

I want to know how this story ended....

Took a nap in my car over lunch.

Slightly good slightly bad idea.

On the adulting side I now have all utilities ready to go for the apartment and just need to wait until the date is a little closer so I can get the internet set up.

i like to imagine nik with his hair half cut, sprayed down with water combed to one side, running out the door with the little reverse cape thing they put on you fluttering behind him.

-burp-

May just be an Iowa thing but unless you start the conversation bartenders won't talk to you much. Same goes for what you guys talk about, the customer usually initiates what you discuss. I've met very few that do otherwise (like 1 maybe 2)

and no drink shaming that I know of, unless I just tune it out way too well.

whoops double post

idk... I prefer a booth or table in the back...by sitting at the bar you almost enter into a social contract which condemns you to hear the bartender's life story.... ugh...I just want to eat and drink in peace

plus if you don't buy an alcoholic beverage they drink shame you...I gotta go back to work after lunch...

and it's not just bars and restaurants.

I almost went off on the lady barber that cut my hair the last time when she complained I wasn't coming in often enough.

you know what? I'm tired of being told that I'm not spending enough money as I'm spending money.....

I'm walking out the next time someone pulls that *** ***.

See, I always want to sit at the bar but I find myself never asking for it, since they almost always try to default me to a table.

Now if they ask if the bar is okay I will always give a resounding yes. but requesting it just... meh it's the whole "This is an inconvenience thing, even though I know it's probably easier on them if I do sit at the bar.

Shut up girlboy, you don't know what we're talking about.

you'll get there... it takes time.

after half a lifetime of never seeming to belong anywhere I had a difficult time getting used to it. You're goddamned right I'm dining alone... what's it to you!? /chest puff

you still give a ***what people think of you, you don't want them to feel sorry for you that you are dining alone. the hostess is always a *** about it. I kinda weened myself into it, sheepishly asking for a seat at the bar.

I got over it eventually... it took time to cultivate the attitude that wherever you are, that is where you belong and everyone that doesn't like it had better keep it to themselves, unless they want a knuckle sandwich.



/india indian accent

channel the hatred of your inner hell's angel biker... let the anger wash over you until you care about nothing... with your eyes closed breath menacingly in through your nostrils as you exhale in guttural growl...you've had about all the *** you can take for one day... and anyone stupid enough to *** with you is getting both barrels....

your eyes, now open, pierce like a silverback gorilla you seem calm but at the same time also ready for some berserk levels of destructive violence... you've had your fill of this world... killing and/or dying mean nothing now.

got my hair cut and a mcdonalds cheeseburger. feels bad man. should've sat down someplace.

I have an issue with walking/eating unless it's something like fruit. Too worried about things falling apart.

Also, sit down restaurants are the only place I'll actually get a beer. Drank my first Guinness that way.

mos, sit down and be a man
order a nice cold beer

My main issue with sitting down alone is, most of the times I would rather ask food to go (like a sandwich, burger etc) and walk and eat.