standstill

time seems to crawl by second by second. its just seconds but every one is one more gone forever. stuck in camp on a sunday afetrnoon listening to tracy chapman sing fast car is not a particularly good way to spend that time. but i guess it could be worse. i'm just trying not to indulge in some self pity, though i wouldn't say i'm trying all that hard.

guess i ought to be thankful i can even be here today. nearly had a bad accident during the jump on thursday. if it means anything to anybody, i got into massive twists when i punched out of the plane and by the time i cleared them i was almost on the ground. worse, i was directly over a big concrete drain. essentially the perfect place to go if you're intending to break a leg. or perhaps your neck. amazingly i landed on the sloping ground centimeters away from the drain and only my combat equipment suffered the indignity of going for an involuntary dip. i suppose i have only God to thank. thats the second time in two weeks He's spared me from serious injury.

damn i completely forgot about gabriel's stint on power 98 on friday. sorry gabe if you read this. if you'd like me to offer and excuse i was doing parade rehearsals. i kid you not.