Sugar Milk

where da pitchas at?

Listening: Objects in Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear by Me’Shell N’degeocello. It’s been a night of dancing. I came home and I’ve been dancing. The dancing feels incredible. Mostly because my double A man boobs know it’s my repellent.

Reading: Job applications. They ask you the same thing 1, 209, 304 times and ask you to re-answer all the same questions by uploading a resume

Doing: Updating some of my reservations for the South Atlantic road trip i have coming up. Looks like there’s a possible change in plans coming up but we’ll see how that all goes. Charlotte might get scratched off the list.

Eating: DiGiorno. double A man boobs.

Drinking: Water. That cool, refreshing drinking.

Wearing: black scrubs, black tee, and black dress socks. If the world were a hardwood floor, I’d be a skating sliding ass ninja.

Feeling: Double A Man Boob.

Weather: It’s October outside. Today’s date is May 13, 2013. I ain’t mad. I’m cold. And I’m loving every bit of it.

Wanting: A new job so bad I feel like by July 1 I may finally be commuting to a job outside of 21251 and Lord knows I need it. 

Needing: to know what worship feels like again. 

Thinking: I really need to get these lists/reports together at work but they won’t let me. THEY WON’T LET ME BUT THEY KEEP DEMANDING IT. Jesus. 

Enjoying: Benny Sings and Esthero. Boogie did real good; yes he did.