:who is sugar? artist writer nappy head:

Name: Sugar READ MY FAQ

Also known as: Mommy can I…

As a child was known as: Sugar Bugar, Big Sugar (I have a younger cousin named Sugar), Sugar Salt.

As an adult I’m known as: Suri Ragus

Born Date: 9 August year unknown to most.

Zodiac Sign: Leo BABY! I was supposed to, however, be a Libra.

Education Post High School: M.A., B.S., and A.S.

Major: Community/Clinical Psychology

What my major should have been: Something in the arts....naw I take that back. PSYCHOLOGY BABY!

What my major was supposed to be when I was a child: Pet Doctor

Children: 3 boys

What I really like: My nappy hair, Dr. Bronners soap, compliments, trail mix, tulips.

What I like a whole lot: Orgasms (self induced ones too), shoes, to laugh, dope music, DOPE ASS HIP HOP YO! artsy stuff, good food, reading, words, sleeping, thrift stores, vintage clothing.

What I don’t like but must do: Get up early, house work, cooking, shaving (or waxing), pay bills.

Who I like: Eric Carle, Denise Duhamel, Jill Scott, Prince.

Shoe size: 8 1/2

Height: Too tall to be short too short to be tall

Weakness: Retail, talented men, Godiva Chocolate.

Miscellaneous favorite things to do: Dancing, shopping, taking pictures, painting on canvas.

Miscellaneous favorite things that I don’t want anyone to know that I like: Being a full time student, self-love, watching sex related programming, reality shows, having my head touched.

Wonders what happened to: my breast, my middle school friend Dionna Franklin, good music, getting enough sleep, a simple life.

What I’ve let someone borrow never to be seen again: Cash, this black outfit, Mint Condition greatest hit cd, books, blue dress and a pair of blue shoes, Mr. Beans Tapes, books.

What pisses me off: Gas prices, not putting the toilet seat down , when someone farts and doesn’t take responsibility , asking me can you come to my house to wash your car or clothes, people with eye boogers, bad body odor or breath, that junk food is cheap but grapes are 2.99 per pound, people who don’t vote, trying to find food that doesn't have meat in it, Aids in Africa, Aids in the African American Community!

WHAT REALLY DRIVES ME CRAZY: People who try to finish my sentences, I know 2 people who do this on a regular. The crazy thing about these "sentence finishers" it that they don't know what the hell I'm about to say next and their interest in finishing my sentences make me wonder it they are even listening to me.

Hey I can: Beat a child with a look, buy and entire outfit, shoes, and a meal for about $50 bucks, make my booty clap, make my arm pits fart, play the flute, write with my toes, pick up objects with my toes, juggle 3 items!

But Wait there's more: Read my FAQ