This morning I took my Accelerated Freefall Level I class, but the sky would not open up. (There are some silly rules regarding student divers and cloudcover). So instead of an AFF1 14000 ft drop, I did a 4000 ft six second static line jump. Which was a step up anyway, in that I actually had to find it within me to let go of the wing strut (damn it's hard to hold on in a 150mph wind!) and step off into nothing, with nobody else right there with me, just me, and then fly it in myself.
I did it. Not well, but I did it.
Details will be forthcoming later, now it's time to get dressed and head back to Westercon to go dancing.