Sleeping with the Lady from Bristol
So I quit sleeping with my gun about a month ago.
You know we all have those little quirks, the wierd little things we do.
Like using the paper towell to open the public restroom door on the way out. Some people wear rubber gloves and surgical masks in public to avoid contagious diseases. Or tap the top of a soda bottle, hold your breath in a tunnel. Sometimes i still jump over the cracks to save my mommas back.
So i thought the gun thing was one of those things.
Proved that wrong last night.
Really, what are the chances of an intruder breaking into your house in the middle of the night when its obvious that your home? My paranoid side says everything is possible, better to be prepared. My logical side leans on the side of it being more likely to accidently shoot myself in my sleep than for someone to break into my house when im home.
Wrong
So someone tries to break in last night, pretty bold of him actually. He goes to the back door where moms doing the laundry and tries to get in with her right there. So she screams and wakes me up i run downstairs and hes taken off by the time i get there.
I felt pretty naked (I had clothes on)
So if you do the surgical mask thing
I say more power to ya
Im not sleeping alone anymore
You know we all have those little quirks, the wierd little things we do.
Like using the paper towell to open the public restroom door on the way out. Some people wear rubber gloves and surgical masks in public to avoid contagious diseases. Or tap the top of a soda bottle, hold your breath in a tunnel. Sometimes i still jump over the cracks to save my mommas back.
So i thought the gun thing was one of those things.
Proved that wrong last night.
Really, what are the chances of an intruder breaking into your house in the middle of the night when its obvious that your home? My paranoid side says everything is possible, better to be prepared. My logical side leans on the side of it being more likely to accidently shoot myself in my sleep than for someone to break into my house when im home.
Wrong
So someone tries to break in last night, pretty bold of him actually. He goes to the back door where moms doing the laundry and tries to get in with her right there. So she screams and wakes me up i run downstairs and hes taken off by the time i get there.
I felt pretty naked (I had clothes on)
So if you do the surgical mask thing
I say more power to ya
Im not sleeping alone anymore
posted by Spike at 7:37 AM
9 Comments:
That is so frightening. I think I'll call mom.
It is also very interesting because I have had guns on the brain lately and your story has added to my motivation. Buz bought me a softair pistol last night with a little bonus he got on this weeks paycheck. I've been buggin him for it for about 6 months.
I've been having a great time with it, but I think I'll be ready for an upgrade soon. It isn't very accurate beyond 15 feet even though the package claimed it could hit a quarter at 25 ft. I think perhaps, literally, someone hit a quarter one time and that justified their claim.
I was thinking while I was shooting today that I need to get to the range with the real deal- even if it means going by myself. I need to shoot more regularly or I'm a pretty pathetic excuse for a gun owner. I realized that the reason I don't go is that for some reason I've been thinking "I'm a girl and I need my brothers or dad with me to go shooting". Then I thought to myself, "What? I'm like the most radical feminist I know. This is so inconsistent with my entire philosophy". And that was the end of it.
I want to buy a pistol specifically for practice and get it registered and all so it's on the up and up. Any recommendations?
Makes even me think about getting a gun. Glade that every one is all right.
i want one! but i cant.
i miss you spike.
i miss you too. even though i am all the past three combined.
I MISS YOU!
Elder O day. oh man i remember when you took me to the airport. how are ya it's sister Ridinger i dunno if you remember me but i hope all is well. lucky101@aol.com see ya!
Katie Ridinger
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might as well comment again. just for the fun of saying I've had four identities in the past two years.
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