The happy medium

After being held in the land of the bamas (DC) for three hours before arriving back in our beautiful city Philadelphia for the weekend, I did three things.

Cut my hair (again)

Dyed my hair (...again)

Not blog.

Since I have no children to feed besides the one resting underneath my epidermis, and above my never region (my stummy, not an actual child), you can look forward to a wonderfully colored spectrum of inconsistency. Maybe two posts in a week, maybe three, maybe one..And if it's really that type of week..

Anyway, a very miniscule and secluded section of my conscious tells me that it would only be right to put in a little bit of effort now.

...An even smaller part of me agrees, but is willing to compromise. The result? Feigned effort in the form of (best of the best) pictures copied from Complex News.

Enjoy.