I lied

I've been up to some great shit.

greaaaat shit.
more on that later.
here is a post I wrote late one night in frustration, and my internet wasn't working, so I didn't post it.

until nowsies:

"my blog is pointless
I enjoy it thoroughly, and I have been told it is enjoyed by others

but I find myself posting infrequently, as the honeymoon stage is over. The novelty is worn off, and now I am one of millions who blog. Unexceptional. Enjoyed, if at all, only by those who know me. I am not universally entertaining, informative, nor interesting.

This, I fear is a waste of a web page name. As I know “gray and yellow” is a hot commodity.

So, I am on a mission to find something to blog about. I am generally unqualified to teach anything to anyone, which is OK with me, but makes the task much more difficult.

Maybe I will only write about what I cannot write about, for lack of experience (working out, cooking, dieting, fashion, clubbing, cigarettes, music production, cool underground music that no one has heard of, photography, etc. The list is endless)

Maybe I will write about the process of finding things to blog about, in hopes that it will be something entertaining for someone other than my loyal readers, however few you may be.

Or maybe I will find something I’m good at, or something I am learning to be good at.

Or maybe I can write about the ridiculous things that happen at college (always entertaining)

This is not a diary, nor have I ever intended it to be, so I will reverse the damage done to my dear Gray and Yellow.

One last thing, though, before the transformation:

I realized this morning that I dress according to how difficult my hair is being that day. I get the feeling that most girls get dressed, then do their hair accordingly.
Ah, the virtues of curly hair. It makes the tough decisions for you, wether you want it or not."


I no longer feel this way. I like the pointlessness. Mostly because I'm going back to school, and everything there will have a point, which is lame.

I do, however, feel the same way about my hair. It dictates almost everything I do.

afro