How sad

The other day I came to the conclusion that I far preferred my first website. None of the other incarnations have managed to tickle me the way that one did. I don't know. I like the colours, the layout, the content. Pretty much everything about it. I think it said far more about me than my latest abortions do. Fuck. I hate that.

I told Natalie all this. She said it was most likely because I had more time on my hands back then. She's probably right. She usually is (unless we're 'debating'... in which case I am).

I'm still floating on a high after the Grand Prix on Sunday. Not just because Monty COMPLETELY FUCKING WHIPPED everyone else. I just think that it was a great race - especially for Monaco. Kudos to Renault.

I love ITV. Bye.