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Saturday my dad, cousin, his girlfriend, and myself went to the shooting range. It was fun! Like I said, I've never done anything like that before, but by the end of the session I could load a clip and set up pretty quickly. My cousin owns a Beretta and his girlfriend an awesome .22 caliber revolver, and my dad brought his old .22 rifles. The kick on the Beretta was pretty intense. And everything was very very loud, ha. Shells cover the ground EVERYWHERE, and if you get rained on by them from someone standing to your left, well, that's just a natural occurrence.

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Saturday was also the day Comic Con tickets went on sale, which just turned out to be a huge clusterfuck. Somehow I managed to get all four days, while some of the people who I was going to go with, did not. Some did though, which, yay! but it just wasn't quite what we were expecting. So, ugh, I don't know now. Having these tickets is like gold apparently, because somehow ALL OF THE TICKETS were sold out in less than a day. I don't think that's ever happened before. But I'm not sure if I want to go when all my friends can't, you know? And it's not like Comic Con won't ever happen again. And I've been really wanting to visit NYC again, if my lovely NYC peeps will have me! So... the idea of giving up the tickets is not happymaking, but maybe it would just work out for the better? I don't know. I'll hold on to them for a little bit and see what happens.