Why is it that…

…the one thing you can’t have is usually the thing you want the most, at that time? Until you come to your damn senses and move the fuck on and get on with wanting more.

Anyway, moving swiftly along, easter was the it! Went to the Mos Def showcase, that was dope:

“you are the ONE you’re the OOOOOONE!!!! FUUUUUUCK YOU!!!”

Also hung out with the Mighty Mo the following evening, thanks to Khudzi and Kenny. Dude was mad chilled. People combusting inside but either could not or did not know how to release the pressure[pleasure?]. I rapped with him about nothing, which is cool. On the night it was something, it was a lot.

Keep it up Kenny! Noice!

Weekend with fam, thats always interesting. “O nyala neng?” , “re nyaka ditlogolo” …they should not hold their breath, just might faint, or worse yet, shorten their life.

One time is always good. Had o lot of that yesterday! the whole day. I think I want more of it. On(e)!

1 Response to “Why is it that…”


  1. 1 Gorgeous. George Apr 14th, 2009 at 7:12 pm

    you see (if)i had a black male magazine http://studio83.gustoprojects.co.za/2009/04/12/297/
    we would tackle such issue wabo. i know what you joe, im getting that from relatives as if theres not enuf ditlogolo ko gae

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