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Mar 31, 2011 21:01

I think it was tuesday.. I was off from work watching the history channel. Apparently it was sniper day. I always thought it was more complicated than that. Rifleman and a spotter. They take notes on things in the field of view. They range a bush, a tree, a rock, part of a building, a target's head or soft tissue and take all that and put it into a book. SO EASY! Now i want to get a rifle and shoot at range, since there arent any sniper schools i could go to 'round here. I want to hit something a mile away with a bullet the size of my pinky just by squeezing a trigger with a 2lbs pull. 1l1l1l1l1.

the one looks like a lower case L in this font. that was a 2 pound pull. i put lbs thought because it's faster.

My daughter has it in her mind to be bad now. she does exactly the things i tell her not to do and in such a rapid succession that I must pick her up and sit with her on the couch so i dont get angry. Then unexpectedly she back-hands me in the eye. the pain of it travels to my brain faster than I can imagine it without actually feeling it. It makes me breath heavy and angry for about 7 breaths. I know she didnt mean it. It appeared more of a reflex of trying to get comfortable. Then I go back to watching tv, maybe wondering why lottery numbers dont hit. Then that hand comes up for a second time in the same eye. I put her to bed shortly afterward hoping an extra hour of sleep with help her to face tomorrow a little less disagreeable than today.

my eye is still dry from the impact.
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