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oh man, I can’t stop laughing. I’m sitting in a #café and a little boy walks in – maybe 8 or 9 years old. he orders something tiny, espresso-sized – maybe a mini hot chocolate,
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well… it looks like I’ve finally switched from #spotify to #applemusic. I knew it was coming. am I happy with this change? partly, yes. but I already miss Spotify’s music recommendations. with Apple Music
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so, I’ve installed #badoo again. it’s like tinder, you know – swipe, match, chat, repeat. I do this once a year, maybe. I don’t even know why now. because I know it’s not
building my own wordpress writing interface
(notes on creating a mobile-friendly front-end editor) for a long time I’ve been thinking about how to make #wordpress not only my publishing tool, but my daily #writing environment. the #wordpress admin dashboard
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oh my god, it’s weekend. and it’s a free weekend for me. nobody’s coming, nobody’s waiting, and there’s nothing in my calendar that’s connected with anyone. so I can do
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dear #apple, listen up, very carefully: i don’t want my #iphone to fold (or unfold). i don’t want it to transform into an #ipad – that’s a bad direction. #iphone should stay thin, pockety,
jazzzzzz… last day of “groovejet”
so… it was last Tuesday of the month, and the last round with this #jazz #choreography. and yeah, it’s not exactly a masterpiece from my side – actually far from it. closer to tragedy – especially when
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I haven’t been weighing myself lately, because I’m afraid of what I might see on the scale. so I just let it go. I try not to think about it, not to look at
