update: the task for both thursday and friday were cancelled. wayyyy sian. got another air task lined up for next fri so hopefully then.




first jump tomorrow. i'm trying not to think about it because i figure, no matter what, when the time comes my heart is going to be so far up my throat that it's...at...the...top of my throat. yeah.

as the indonesian komandos who came over to play soldier with us a while ago said, only a crazy man wouldn't be scared.

well they didn't actually say so. but 's either that, or we grossly misinterpreted their mimed inquiry about toilet facilities or something. it isn't easy to concentrate when you can't help wondering how many acehnese civilians this particular chap has killed.

at least when the australians come over at the end of the month we'll be able to communicate.
"'ere, wot's this 'na beh chee bye' phrase mean, cobber?"
sort of.

well to get back to tomorrow. aargh suddenly my feet seem awfully fragile. forcing yourself to jump out into nothingness just isn't natural, dammnit!

i'm not scared i'm not scared i'm a big boy i'm not scared i'm not scared.
goddamnit i am scared!
na beh chee bye!