nerd137

I got my A license today!!! Yay me! It's kinda funny to reflect back on some of my initial AFF "issues."

1. Whats your name? Nick 2. How old are you? 27 next month 3. Why did you decide to start jumping out of airplanes? I've wanted to ever since seeing "Point Break" when I was 13. Since I was 18 I either didn't have the money or someone to go with. Five months ago I had both, did a tandem, and loved it so much that three weeks I later dropped $2,300 for lessons. 4. Are you single or taken? Married? Very single, but with a hot prospect. 5. Do you have kids? No 6. What do you drive? 2004 Celica 7. Have you ever done a kisspass? What the fuck is a kisspass? 8. Where do you live? Long Beach, CA 9. Do you have any pets? Bob & Leroy, my cats 10. How many jumps do you have? 23 11. What color eyes do you have? Hazel 12. What is your nationality? Cracker 13. Have you ever dated someone you met off the internet? Haha...yes. 14. Favorite Movie? The Matrix Trillogy / Fight Club / American History X / Threesome / Pleasantville / Requiem For A Dream 15. What do you do when you arent skydiving? I'm a professional paperpusher for Toyota and applying for a master's program in history. 16. Have you ever BASE jumped? No 17. If not... do you want to? Undecided. 18. Do you have siblings? 2 brothers and 1 sister 19. Where do you want to travel to the most? Iceland 20. What's your favorite color? Don't have one. 21. Where was the last place you flew to ( not skydiving )? Vegas

Preach on, sister!

Shit. Based on my experiences, about as much as adults.

Yeah, that's just plain shitty. But, to answer your question, a lot of guys do classify women like that. Bummer, huh? Hey - You should tell your friend what you heard. She could say, "Hey, fucknuts, you can suck your OWN dick from now on!" Whad'dya think?

Eh! That's not a whore....that's just "frisky!"

Only assholes would say something like that. By that logic, aren't they just as whorish for accepting the blow? SIDENOTE: Damn near every girlfriend I've ever had blew me the first time we went out. Hahahaha. Seems to get me to stick around, er something. Anyways, I certainly didn't mind. lol

Ummmmmmmmmmmm........No.

Oh this is just *begging* for a Kevin Smith answer! Anyone? Anyone at all?

Funny. My plans for tonight are exactly the same. (Although my odds of getting laid are only about 50/50.)

Are you crying me a river over there?

I didn't enjoy that story.

Oh. (Wait...are you sure you didn't mean to imply it was a bad thing? Or, at least, that you wished it wasn't the case?)

Why is that such a bad thing? It doesn't mean the friendship is illegitimate. Now I realize I'm slightly on the liberal side of the sexual morality question, but I look at it as a fun activity that two people can enjoy together. Like, oh, I dunno, skydiving, er something. "Hey...wanna skydive together?" "Sure! That'd be swell!" -OR- "Hey...wanna have sex?" "Sure! That'd be swell!" Okay, so it's a little different, but that's still generally how I see it. (Of course, I'm way more discriminating about who'll I'll sleep with versus skydive with. )

We all know that we live in a sexist society where women who have lots of sex are belittled as sluts and men who have lots of sex are hailed as studs. And this is totally worse when you're in junior high/high school. So, based on that, a girl might have more social shit to deal with than a boy if word leaked out that s/he nailed a teacher. But I don't think it's quite accurate to say that girls are more or less suseptible to "emotional scars" than boys from having sex - regardless of whether it's with a peer or a teacher. Personally, all obvious jokes aside, I think the more significant factors in any case like this are: What circumstances led to the relationship? Was the child forced or coerced into it? What was the nature of the relationship in its entirety? Yeah, I know, most people just want to get angry and emotional and burn the chick at the stake without thinking about it, but IMHO if the sex was consensual, then I think this is a case of really really really poor discretion on the teacher's part, and not much more. She should be fired and, perhaps, even ordered to undergo counseling, but I don't see that jail time is either warranted or productive. Okay, I realize I treading on thin ice, so I'm gonna shut up now.

I am THE expert on this subject! I've always had many women friends and have come across every possible scenario of this situation. (For reference, I'm a straight man.) Right now, even, I have a close friend I've known for several years and I've always been slightly attracted to her, and I think the feeling's mutual, but we've never talked about it or done anything "funky." We're actually going out drinking Friday night which is something we haven't done before...I won't be a bit surprised if I wake up in her bed Saturday morning! On the other hand, I've had friends I was attracted to but felt no urges to be intimate with, friends I just wasn't attracted to, friends who I was aching to be intimate with (physically, emotionally, or both), platonic friends with privileges....you name it, I've been there. Sadly, a couple of friends were lost due to attraction. Either they couldn't handle it when I said "No go" or flipped the fuck out when I confessed my attraction. You're playing with fire and have to be prepared to get burned! I sorta went off on my own tanget. Sorry! To answer your question: sometimes I look for more, sometimes I don't. Depends on the strength of the feelings and the relationship itself.

I didn't have any hot teachers. They were all old and getting ready to retire. I feel like I missed out on a fun part of growing up. Oh, well.

Geez. Sorry.

Man, and the teacher's HOT!! ...her husband doesn't seem to want her anymore, maybe I could score a date! (She might like me...I look much younger than I really am! )

No way. I mean, NOW I could easily stay with only 1 partner, because that's exactly what I want. But when I was younger I had some SERIOUS sexual angst to get out of my system. If I got into a permanent relationship before I got all that out of my system, it wouldn't have lasted. I think *most* people have at least a little bit of sleaziness and experimentation that needs to be expelled prior to making a real commitment.

Um, ooopps. I totally didn't see that until Keely pointed it out! Guess I was a little too trigger happy on the "control-V" command. That's a little piece of call center parlance which I accidentally inserted. So, um, yeah, y'all can just disregard that nonsensical oddity.

Oh, I have SO many similar stories! (But none where I've hurt myself quite that badly.) Okay, picture this: I'm 16 and just got my driver's license 1 month earlier. It's now homecoming. I've got my date in the front passenger seat and my friend with his date in the back seat. (We're in a brown 1986 Volvo stationwagon.) I'm a little nervous that I'm gonna do something clumsy behind the wheel because I didn't exactly take to driving like a duck does to water. We come to a stop at an intersection. I look in my mirror and see a cop behind me. I remark aloud that there's a cop behind us. A few seconds later I disregard the cop and look ahead again. Suddenly, my friend says, "Hey! That cop's turning is lights on!" Now, normal people would simply look up at the rearview mirror to check and see if the friend is fucking with you or not. Not me. Nope, I decided I wanted to look DIRECTLY at the cop without the aid of a mirror. And not through the back window either. No, my instinct was to stick my head out the window and look. So, faster than a hummingbird's wing, I fling my head out the window and... WHAM! I slam the shit out of my head against the window which, as it turned out, was rolled up. When I turned around, I already had a 2 inch diameter red welt on my forehead. And, no, the cop did not have his lights on. My, how everyone in the car laughed and laughed over that one. And the whole night I kept hearing, "Hey, what happened to your head?"

Me too. It's a pain in the ass to have to retrieve your car the next day. Also, after a few drinks I honestly would stop caring about the consequences. (Although sobriety always made me feel thankful that there weren't ever any consequences.) I did this more times than I care to recount, sometimes I was so hammered that I had to cover one eye with a hand so I'd only see ONE of everything. I also used to be a really heavy drinker. Now that I only drink socially, my previous behavior seems a little wreckless. I won't get on the road even I've only had a beer or two. Being aware of all the baggage that comes along with getting a DUI also tamed me a bit.

I've had a number of different dreams since I started jumping. But I've never died in any of them. Or, at least, I've always woken up just before impact. I've dreamed that I was in a spinning mal & really, really calmly said to myself just before cutting away, "Hmph, that's not good...hope my reserve works better." There were a couple of dreams where I just float to earth like a feather (in one version, my instructor told me "You don't really need a parachute...those're just for show.") Most of 'em have been extraordinarily serene and peaceful, but there have been a couple less pleasurable ones where for whatever reason I keep falling until the split second before I smack the ground.

Good. Now, let's never speak of any of this again. From this day forward, you all may refer to me as "dork731" to conceal any connection to that deficient nerd137 fellow.