Speaking of rats again, I saw "Enchanted" today. I liked it. I'm a fan of twisted fairy tales, and this one was quite twisted all right. I should train my rats to clean my house when I sing. That would be awesome. And Susan Sarandon makes a fabulous, sexy villain.
I went to the shooting range with my dad, Katie, and Jesse. So I got to fire a .22 revolver and a .380 pistol. It was a little weird at first since I'd never fired a handgun, only rifles, but I didn't kill anyone or injure anything except maybe a couple pieces of poor, innocent paper. I liked the .22 revolver, but not the .380 pistol. It was louder and jumpier, and I don't think I even hit the target when I was shooting it. But the first time I shot with the revolver, I didn't do so badly and even got a bullseye. I still like rifles better though, because I have trouble holding still, and I feel like I have more control when using them. They also have archery at the gun club, and I wonder if people use crossbows there too, because I'd like to learn how to use one. Crossbows are just cool. And not as loud as guns.
