Marcie Alana (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mrciealana) wrote,@ 2002-06-02 20:59:00 |
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Now, where was I?
It's been a bit of time since I last posted. I've been very busy, and it seems that so many things have been happening that I don't quite know what to write about. The first of them was going to a skydiving boogie out in Lodi for 4 days over the Memorial Day weekend. I stayed in my friend K's motel room while I was out there (she was visiting from Houston). I usually skydive at Lodi, but I always drive home at night. It's 100 miles one way, but when you make the trip only once or twice a week, it's not so big a thing. I've always been suspicious that I miss a lot of fun at the dropzone when I'm not there in the evening. I think that's the cost of having a life.
All I know is I had a grand old time while I was out there. Friday night a bunch of us had a "girls' night out" and found a high class burger joint with a dance floor and a decent bar. We were in luck. It was "$2.00 martini night" and I think we all got a little blitzed. We were kind of surprised at how strong the drinks were. K and I went back to the motel and talked for about an hour before we crashed.
We were up bright and early Saturday, had a nice breakfast and got to the dropzone in time for the second jump. K doesn't actually jump. She tried it for a bit, but it seems to disagree with her sinuses. I jumped all day Saturday, including a rather interesting jump with someone who'd lost the use of his legs. Saturday night we had the bonfire -- a yearly ritual. The beer was flowing, and I ended up flashing several people. It's an old tradition, and I wasn't the only one. I think I surprised a few people though, including my old friend D (not my lover) who K'd come out to see and my rigger (the guy who maintains my gear and packs my reserve parachute). Great fun was had by all, it seems.
Sunday I did a dive with Jan's sister. She's not a skydiver, but she's done a few tandem jumps. She did one with D and he let me and another of Jan's friends join in and we made a little formation for the cameraman who was filming the whole thing. I think D was being brave in doing all that. On paper, I'm not nearly skilled enough to be jumping with a tandem (but, in practice it seems, I am). That was the big fun for the day. A bunch of us went off for dinner at a local Mexican place, and for the third night in the row I had a tiny bit too much to drink and headed off for bed.
I'm talking about drinking a lot here, but I don't want you to get the wrong idea. Three drinks is about my limit and I do it rarely enough that I might walk up a little woozy after that. Drinking and skydiving mix somewhat more poorly than drinking and driving, and I'm really careful about it. On the other hand, skydivers have enough of a reputation that I saw a t-shirt that said "My drinking club has a skydiving party"....
Monday I was a bit grumpy and ended up leaving in the middle of the afternoon. I think I was tired enough from the skydiving that I was beginning to get as bit sloppy and my dives were not going well. That's always a good time to stop. I said my goodbyes and left rather quietly.
The following week has been a bit difficult for me and I really don't want to say much about it. D&R and I have been going through a bit of difficulty. We're working on it and it's all looking promising, but I think it's been painful for us all. Things are changing and I don't really know what they're going to look like from here on out. I know what I want, but I don't know if we can get there Here's to hope.
This weekend's been pretty relaxing. I did some jumps on Saturday. I had a near malfunction that damaged my parachute and hurt my neck a bit. I've had worse, and it feels like I'll recover quickly from this. Other than that, I've just gone to a couple birthday parties with D. R's been away for a pagan ritual. I just spoke with her a bit ago, and she sounds good. But she also sounds a bit further away than she's been. We'll just have to see.
It's been a bit of time since I last posted. I've been very busy, and it seems that so many things have been happening that I don't quite know what to write about. The first of them was going to a skydiving boogie out in Lodi for 4 days over the Memorial Day weekend. I stayed in my friend K's motel room while I was out there (she was visiting from Houston). I usually skydive at Lodi, but I always drive home at night. It's 100 miles one way, but when you make the trip only once or twice a week, it's not so big a thing. I've always been suspicious that I miss a lot of fun at the dropzone when I'm not there in the evening. I think that's the cost of having a life.
All I know is I had a grand old time while I was out there. Friday night a bunch of us had a "girls' night out" and found a high class burger joint with a dance floor and a decent bar. We were in luck. It was "$2.00 martini night" and I think we all got a little blitzed. We were kind of surprised at how strong the drinks were. K and I went back to the motel and talked for about an hour before we crashed.
We were up bright and early Saturday, had a nice breakfast and got to the dropzone in time for the second jump. K doesn't actually jump. She tried it for a bit, but it seems to disagree with her sinuses. I jumped all day Saturday, including a rather interesting jump with someone who'd lost the use of his legs. Saturday night we had the bonfire -- a yearly ritual. The beer was flowing, and I ended up flashing several people. It's an old tradition, and I wasn't the only one. I think I surprised a few people though, including my old friend D (not my lover) who K'd come out to see and my rigger (the guy who maintains my gear and packs my reserve parachute). Great fun was had by all, it seems.
Sunday I did a dive with Jan's sister. She's not a skydiver, but she's done a few tandem jumps. She did one with D and he let me and another of Jan's friends join in and we made a little formation for the cameraman who was filming the whole thing. I think D was being brave in doing all that. On paper, I'm not nearly skilled enough to be jumping with a tandem (but, in practice it seems, I am). That was the big fun for the day. A bunch of us went off for dinner at a local Mexican place, and for the third night in the row I had a tiny bit too much to drink and headed off for bed.
I'm talking about drinking a lot here, but I don't want you to get the wrong idea. Three drinks is about my limit and I do it rarely enough that I might walk up a little woozy after that. Drinking and skydiving mix somewhat more poorly than drinking and driving, and I'm really careful about it. On the other hand, skydivers have enough of a reputation that I saw a t-shirt that said "My drinking club has a skydiving party"....
Monday I was a bit grumpy and ended up leaving in the middle of the afternoon. I think I was tired enough from the skydiving that I was beginning to get as bit sloppy and my dives were not going well. That's always a good time to stop. I said my goodbyes and left rather quietly.
The following week has been a bit difficult for me and I really don't want to say much about it. D&R and I have been going through a bit of difficulty. We're working on it and it's all looking promising, but I think it's been painful for us all. Things are changing and I don't really know what they're going to look like from here on out. I know what I want, but I don't know if we can get there Here's to hope.
This weekend's been pretty relaxing. I did some jumps on Saturday. I had a near malfunction that damaged my parachute and hurt my neck a bit. I've had worse, and it feels like I'll recover quickly from this. Other than that, I've just gone to a couple birthday parties with D. R's been away for a pagan ritual. I just spoke with her a bit ago, and she sounds good. But she also sounds a bit further away than she's been. We'll just have to see.
