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the heat

oh mother of --- its mother --- hot.  I can't work smoothly, mouse all sticky (and no! I'm not going through porn).  I can't sleep, can't open the windows --- them thugs jacked my ish whilst a window was open and I was sleeping. Not cool.

I am re-designing GUSTO --- I like what it looks like now, but it's only form and not functional.   So, I'm working on a newer interface --- trust me, it will make sense then.

I know I write mostly of the work I do, but hey, what can I say, it's my soon to be bread and butter.  I am also thinking of re-doing this journal/book --- this look is tired.

I'm listening to some CD somebody told me it's dope, dam it, this shit is wack --- I don't like house music with 'piano' strings on it, couple with a lot of melodic-singing --- not inspiring.  I find myself getting frustrated for no reason when the music playing is kak.

Alas, switching to my 'dope' playlist.

Dam, I hope I finish GUSTO by end of the week, I don't think I'll have the time to do it after that.  Mr S83 approved the design for his magazine, it should launch on Monday/Tuesday, it will, it should, it might.

After them (S83 + GUSTO) I dive into 75, on the 19th of April it will be turning 1 year old --- and dam, I got news for ya on 75 --- alas, we wait till it's re-designed (I've finished the re-development though).

Till tomorrow, assuming I sleep.

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