I survived skydiving. Did instructor assisted deployment. I completely screwed up the getting out of the plane thing. Slowly climbed out, then couldn't hold onto the plane bar for even a second, so I just flew back and apparently 'rolled' a bit. I wasn't terribly worried, and didn't really expect to be able to hold onto the thing for any period of time. Landing went well. I did fall to my side, but only because I didn't feel like trying to make a perfect landing (and risk hurting something). The landing instructions were great. I could hear the radio crystal clear and I think I followed the instructions pretty well (need to learn how to do the getting out of the plane part better). I much prefer the monkey-free jump to the tandem. It's a lot cheaper, and I actually get to learn more about what I'm doing. I should try to build up my hand/arm strength so I can actually drop properly. But, I wasn't terribly concerned as I figured I'd be over the jump area the whole time. All these early mornings are going to catch up to me, though. I think it's nap time.
I guess there's not much more exciting stuff going on tonight. I feel busy a lot, even though I don't do stuff all the time. We didn't go to Gay Bingo last night. I did get my CPR training done, then I came home, after riding back in the icky heat, and took a long nap. I took a long nap after skydiving, too. I figure the naps were necessary since I woke up so early both days. I'd rather sleep in, but it's not always possible.
I'll be getting a little more dental work done. It is expensive, and seems like it will be neverending. Granted, not much is pressing right now, I just think of how much worse my teeth will become over the years. Maybe implants will be cheaper by the time I really need them (unlike now when some would be nice, but not necessary).
I was thinking of how to pay for skydiving. The idea of using some of the money I inherited from my grandmother towards it. Then I realized she'd probably disapprove of me doing it to begin with (and she'd also disapprove of me getting a motorcycle). That woman was an amazing woman, but I think "risky" sports made her (probably sensibly) worried. But it has helped pay for classes, so that's good. Still no word from Drexel, but I think it's only been just over a month (I think the application was complete complete(ish) May 8th). They suggest 6-8 weeks to hear a response, or 4-6 weeks with some applications taking longer according to an email. It's been what, 5? Waiting is horrible.
It's father's day. I should probably call mine. I wonder if he's awake, yet.