Monday and yesterday I was all out of socialization juice.
Willard dragged me out anyways.
Happily, he dragged me to the range yesterday.
A little recoil therapy is good for the soul and brightens a grim day!
Thanks Willard!
Now if I could just manage to wake up feeling rested, everything would be all better.
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