Still Sad and MY NEW GUN!
For the record, Severus's death still upsets me. I began a fic last night, but I only wrote a couple pages and only have a very vague plan for the future of it. I'm sure it will be more than one chapter, but I'm uncertain of exactly how far beyond that. We all know I lack the patience to write 20+ chapters, but we'll see how it all works out.
With all the Harry Potter hubbub going on, I didn't mention that I finally purchased the gun I'll be using for concealed carry once I officially get my license in the mail. I wanted something compact, but with a decent amount of power. I also wanted something reliable and simple that can stand to be placed in an ankle holster or shoved in a purse for days at a time. After shopping around for about a month, I decided on the Glock 26, which matched all of my criteria and then some.
The lovely and beautiful case it came in...
The gun and everything it came with except for the cable lock...
For size comparison, this is me holding the gun in my left hand because I can shoot it with my left, but can't seem to take a picture of it with my left. There is a grip extension that can be placed on the magazine to lengthen the grip and provide the pinky with a place to rest, but I don't know if it is necessary. I'm going to go to the range next week and test it out without the extension to see if I can shoot it properly without.
I'm actually very happy with it, even if it did reduce my checking account by nearly six hundred bucks. Jason also bought a Glock when we went to get mine on Friday. His is a Glock 23, a 40 caliber compact model that is larger than mine and slightly more powerful.
So, Friday was a crazy day. I got out of work early and went to the gun range to rent and then buy the gun I wanted. We returned home and had dinner. I twiddled my thumbs for a couple hours and eventually called my mom to spill my guts about how excited I was for DH. Jason made me sit down and watch two movies with him before we went to retrieve DH from the bookstore. And then I inhaled three chapters of the book before Jason made me turn the flippin' light out so he could sleep. Sleep? Sleep?! I have chapters to read! Needless to say, I slept for a few hours before reading more before he woke up. I would call him a bastard, but he was kind enough to close the door and leave me alone when I was sobbing over Chapter 33.
And just because I feel like it--here's a picture of Ferg jumping off the bed in pursuit of a stuffed duck toy, which you can see in the upper left corner of the picture. He cracks me up.
With all the Harry Potter hubbub going on, I didn't mention that I finally purchased the gun I'll be using for concealed carry once I officially get my license in the mail. I wanted something compact, but with a decent amount of power. I also wanted something reliable and simple that can stand to be placed in an ankle holster or shoved in a purse for days at a time. After shopping around for about a month, I decided on the Glock 26, which matched all of my criteria and then some.
The lovely and beautiful case it came in...
The gun and everything it came with except for the cable lock...
For size comparison, this is me holding the gun in my left hand because I can shoot it with my left, but can't seem to take a picture of it with my left. There is a grip extension that can be placed on the magazine to lengthen the grip and provide the pinky with a place to rest, but I don't know if it is necessary. I'm going to go to the range next week and test it out without the extension to see if I can shoot it properly without.
I'm actually very happy with it, even if it did reduce my checking account by nearly six hundred bucks. Jason also bought a Glock when we went to get mine on Friday. His is a Glock 23, a 40 caliber compact model that is larger than mine and slightly more powerful.
So, Friday was a crazy day. I got out of work early and went to the gun range to rent and then buy the gun I wanted. We returned home and had dinner. I twiddled my thumbs for a couple hours and eventually called my mom to spill my guts about how excited I was for DH. Jason made me sit down and watch two movies with him before we went to retrieve DH from the bookstore. And then I inhaled three chapters of the book before Jason made me turn the flippin' light out so he could sleep. Sleep? Sleep?! I have chapters to read! Needless to say, I slept for a few hours before reading more before he woke up. I would call him a bastard, but he was kind enough to close the door and leave me alone when I was sobbing over Chapter 33.
And just because I feel like it--here's a picture of Ferg jumping off the bed in pursuit of a stuffed duck toy, which you can see in the upper left corner of the picture. He cracks me up.