Monday, August 28, 2006

Istanbul

Budapest was Button's. Istanbul is Massa's.

I got home and there was 18 laps to go. My mom has her back towards the tv. My dad in his room.

I put down my bags and sat in front of the tv. For the balance of the race.

I was out all day already. And I was drying my nails when the alert text came in. "Go Schumi Go!"

It was a frustrating Sunday. I asked for standings for the race, 5 times, before I got them on text. Ferraris were starting pole position and he was being smug about it. Useless.

Kimi at 7th. De La Rosa at 11th. Or something. It was frustrating. The nail job was substandard. I was on a mission I couldn't complete. I am missing the race!

The alert text came in for updates. "Kimi shredded rear tires"

Arkkk.

"Kimi crashed into tirewall. He is ok!!"

ARGH.

I replied : No point going home now to watch the race. Defeats all purpose.

I'm glad for the sms updates of the race. I already have to put up with ugly nails. And no jacket. And no sexy strappy shoes. And no decent looking work shoes.

At only 18 laps to go, it was boring. Alonso was 2nd. Doesn't look like Schumi has anywhere else to go. The race ended, and I received an updated podium finish text.

De La Rosa at 5th. Proving to be a much better choice than JPM ever was. Only 4 more races to go. Keep up the great work, Pedro!

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