Sugar Milk

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Writer. Researcher. Observer. Aspiring minimalist. Photographer. Music collector. Social Drinker. Sex enthusiast. Urban. Queer. Accepting. Public Transportation.
Spring and Autumn Memoir
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minus the actual lyrics,
the actual commentary is how I feel about everything played on mainstream, syndicated radio in the 21st Century.

"and that’s a number one hit - [no] that’s a piece of shit."


Listening: this deliciously sexy playlist that girl’Ashley turned me onto. it kinda makes me wanna be high or drunk or tipsy or….open. but it could just be the first track that got me like this though.

Reading: Simplify Your Life 

Doing: Writing an itinerary for this weekend. It’s going to be really full and require a ton of frugality and careful spending.

Eating: A slice of pizza from Home Slyce. I swear this is the best homemade pizza in the city of Baltimore. I danced all the way home. First I danced because of the incredible taste and then once the pizza was gone I danced because my mustache smelled of strongman. My fingers smelled salty and savory from the grease that dripped from the pepperoni and salami. I danced all the way to the bus stop. Eating. I danced all the way to the trash can to throw away the styrofoam container. The crust was crispy and soft all at the same time. Perfect. The cheese was scrumptious and I’m still literally singing about it. It’ll happen again tomorrow. (#Phrasing #Archer this whole thing tho)

Drinking: Nothing. But this playlist. I’m telling you. Here comes vodka,  bitches.

Wearing: A tshirt that used to conform to my body and now it feels like a stretchy poncho. I’m gaining weight. The pizza I’m sure ain’t helping. And khakis from earlier. 

Feeling: Tired. As shit. 

Weather: It’s chilly as hell outside tonight. It’s supposed to get warm tomorrow for a few hours. Partly cloudy; currently 45°F

Wanting: you to want me the way i want you. :(

Needing: to not want you at all period. And to do some more ab exercises or running. It’s safer to run around Druid Hill Park even though I go further with my Station North and Remington routes.

Thinking: about relocating to get away from everything and everyone and starting over and not looking back except to send or receive handwritten letters or postcards. 

Enjoying: this playlist. and the residual smell of pizza and baby powder. 

thank you girl’Ashley.


Nightcrawlers - Push The Feeling On
(song has been in my head for months)

One YouTube commentor states:

"Their lives are gay;
Their lives are full of [sperm]”

Unheard lyrics. 


Not sure how I did it,
but i linked this photo back to Baltimore.


oh, yes.


(via robdelaney)



(via orange-spots)

I needed a distraction from that last post. So here.


the only thing that makes me gag other than being overly ambitious.

This is the most important documentary I’ve ever seen.

zero fucks.
(‘ello Friday)

(via robdelaney)

You know what would go great with this sugar bread? Some frozen sugar milk
Jim Gaffigan on Ice Cream & Cake


I am sub-letting my room for when I go to camp this summer.

Baltimore - this is fantastic.

if we can have slave ghosts in the year 2013, surely i can be a ghost in 3000
In a ValuVillage thrift store: Almost bought a Village People vinyl. Then I remembered I have MyVidster.
My Twitter Timeline November 2011

Because this doesn’t ever get old.
Thanksgiving as a Kid VS. Thanksgiving as an Adult.


  • Why does YouTube auto-complete exactly what I’m looking for if there’s no fucking video to go with it.
  • My mother saw my Facebook page by way of a third party and told me I do NOT work at Caldor. Mom. Go home. You’re drunk.
  • "Go home, Buddy. I work alone." famous words that I wish I could say to my coworker every day.
  • "Go home, Buddy. I work alone.": the video I searched for on YouTube.
  • Remember the landlords reaction to Prince Akeem & Semmi’s apartment after they remodeled? Yeah that’s what I imagine my landlord thinks every time she brings maintenance or inspectors through my crib. Boss.