I'm just going to have to trust you completely...

Hmmm... I went out to a tiny festival on Saturday in Brockwell park. It was strange and wonderful to meet faces from the past, my old techno days. People who you'd see every week, but wouldn't know their number or name necesarily, and people who knew much more about me than I them. Scary and exciting being reminded of that time in my life.
Anyways I came back to look here and realised I hated what I read.
Or was embarrassed by it.

Or rather something's not quite right.
Dont quite want to give up though, 'cos I keep turning up at the page as if someday something magic will magically appear here, and I'm not talking about the wierdish spam that has turned up on here recently.
Hmmm..