Honest Tuesday’s: I am Addicted to…
Dec 29, 2009 Completely Hypothetical and Generally Specific, DUH, Honest Tuesday's, Out of Wicked's Mouth, Ranteriffic, Relationships, Sex, The Tarably Wicked Show, love
Welcome to Honest Tuesday’s! A place to be honest about all of the shit you cannot be honest about.
… Shopping.
Like, budget my life so that I can squeeze a couple new t-shirts or boots or makeup purchases or even unmentionables. Even if I dont really neeeeeeeeeed it. Walking into Nordstrom’s … and smelling the “New Everything” scent. I don’t want a new car scent tree for my truck, I just want a Nordstrom scent tree in my truck. In MAC eyeshadow colors.
Speaking of MAC …
… Makeup. Thank you Tarable, for enabling my addiction to these pretty round black container treasures. “Naked Lunch”? I mean, who wouldn’t want to wear that on their face?! I love how the lip gloss smells like doughnuts. I love playing with the new colors and seeing what they look like on my face. I love how every color and brand is different. Like when walking into Sephora … and you walk through the Urban Decay section. It is so different from MAC; new and fresh and pretty. And when you put it on your face it looks so pretty. IT IS PRETTY.
… Cheeseburgers. I fucking love a good cheeseburger. Love. Especially when starting a second round of South Beach Phase 1 to look not like rolly pollys after the holiday’s. I want a god damned cheeseburger so bad. That I can literally taste the ketchup, pickle and mustard in my mouth as we speak. I may or may not be salivating a little bit while typing this. (pee ess: Dear McDonalds, fuck you for .99 cheeseburgers.)
… (this is alllll Tarable) Cigarettes. I love to smoke. I do. I love it. I fuuuuuuuuucking love it. I know it is bad for me. I know I need to stop doing it. But I love to smoke them. Especially when I am stressed out. Or drunk. And on the way to work. Cig in one hand, coffee in the other.
Speaking of Coffee:
… Coffee. I absolutely MUST have coffee. M U S T H A V E I T I N M Y M O U T H. People who dont know me dont understand that if I dont have it, I may very well kill them Dexter styles and bury them in my backyard if they are all in my face prior to coffee consumption. I am not the one anyway, but without my latte I am DEFINITELY LESS THE ONE THAN WITH IT.
Pass THAT the fuck on.
… Shoes. Ohhhhhhh sweet baby Jesus of shoes. I love the smell of new shoes in the box. I love the tissue paper surrounding the shoes in the box and how it isnt even wrinkled. I love when you buy a new pair of shoes at Nordstroms and you ruin them the first time wearing them … that they will replace them. No questions asked. I love the way new expensive shoes feel on my feet. Not to rag on bargain buy’s … but the feeling of spendy shoes vs. notsomuch is the difference in feeling between Tiffany’s and Claires.
… Sex. I am like a man. I have sex on the brain 24 hours a day 7 days a week. My brain is like 7-11 in comparison when it comes to the topic of fucking and sucking. If I didn’t have to do anything else … like work … I would have sex all the time. My vagina would be a 24 hour establishment. However, this constant penetration can only be with that one person. Not some random piece of strange that I met at the bar who is now a vajay stalker. (Hypothetically or Tarable-cally speaking of course.) I like to talk about it. Do it. Think about it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. I cant help that it is on the brain all the time. I JUST WANT IT.
… My Phone. Yep. Facebook. Pandora. Text. Email. Scrabble. Weird facts. Calendar. Facebook. Pandora. Text. Text. Text. Text. Text. Facebook. Facebook. Facebook.
… Tarable. And she is addicted to me. We have come to the conclusion that we were separated at birth. We both have no clue what we would do without each other. What I do know is that we need to talk to each other at least once a day. Weird I know but whatever.
… Wine. Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. Wine is the 3rd wheel in our bestfriendcapades. Box or bottle, gimme some in mah mouth. K?
*phew*
What are YOU addicted to?
What have you not been honest about this week?!
Tags: cheeseburger, Honest Tuesday's, mac makeup, mcdonalds, nordstrom, wine
December 29th, 2009 at 05:02
i told someone that I went to the gym yesterday when I didn’t.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:18
You are only cheating yourself you know.
David Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 18:19
I didn’t go because work kicked my ass and I could barely move.
I don’t know why I lied. Maybe to motivate the one I lied to to go to the gym. He is the one that talked me into my membership, but then stopped going. I have been going regularly, but I didn’t yesterday, so i told him that I had went everyday.
I didn’t go today either, though, for the same reason. My ass was kicked at work. I need to get up earlier and do this stuff before work.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 18:41
gotcha.
December 29th, 2009 at 05:35
What are YOU addicted to? ummmmm, nothing…I love cigarettes, but can put them down most times, I love alcohol, but don’t HAVE to have it to have a good time, there is really nothing on this earth that I can absolutely NOT do without……I don’t know if I’m happy or sad about that fact….
OK–I have one, my addiction to carbs, bread, in particular, is proving to be an addiction I’m having trouble kicking!!!
What have you not been honest about this week? my need to get the eff back to the Y…and the fact that the stuffs to make fudge for friends calls to me every night. I’ve been able to resist, but maybe not for long….lol
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:18
You can’t do with out me.
Cassie Reply:
December 30th, 2009 at 05:38
you think not????? lol
yes, you may be right!! lol
December 29th, 2009 at 07:46
I am not exaggerating in any way when I say that cheeseburgers truly make life worth living.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:19
Um. I am not exaggerating in any way when I say that you are spot fucking on.
December 29th, 2009 at 08:53
I am totally addicted to pot. It is my drug of choice. I don’t need anything else but my allergy medicine, and I am a happy camper.
I love shopping too. New clothes, just got some awesome new boots, and two gift cards for clothes for christmas. I can’t wait to go get me some.
My husband indulged me this christmas and not only bought but let me pick out a new coach purse. He knows me so well, what girl doesn’t want a nifty new coach purse, it smells brand new, and I immediately put all my stuff in it. So beautiful.
I have been pretty honest lately, in fact, I usually don’t tell people that I smoke weed. You know how it goes, so I have actually been more honest than usual.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:20
Pot rules. I <3 it. I don’t agree that it should be illegal.
What purse did you pick out?
amber Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 20:47
I think it’s a new one for this year. It’s the basic black, good size too. it’s hard to describe. I’ll be in town soon, I’ll have to show it to you. It’s so clean and pretty. I just sit and stare at it.
December 29th, 2009 at 08:53
OMG, i have to agree with you on the makeup addiction. I am definitely addicted to makeup. Like make a payment on my CC just to charge it up again with a new MAC shadow.
Not honest about… i bought a new MAC brush and blush and snuck it in the house so my hubby wouldn’t know.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:21
YESSSSSS @ the pay the cc off to charge more MAC!!
(I do the same thing. pee ess)
December 29th, 2009 at 10:17
Nicotine is my weakness as well… I loves me a good smoky-smoky. I have absolutely zero desire to quit. I just love that first drag after a long, stressful night at work. All the lectures I get and all the dirty looks sent my way mean absolutely nothing as I’m puffing away on that Marlboro light. I’ll smoke until I get knocked up, and I’ll probably start up again once my body is no longer being shared.
Then there’s Carmex… totally trumps the nicotine addiction. Mmmm, Carmex.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:21
Carmex fucking rules.
December 29th, 2009 at 11:16
I’m addicted to writing/blogging/oversharing. Food. Nicotine, even though I don’t allow myself to have it anymore. Orgasms. Endorphines in general, and the activities that release them.
I have not been honest with either roommate about my feelings lately. I don’t know that I could even say i’ve been honest with myself about them. Entire conversations have been held in the safety of my mind, but I’ve no idea how to start them out loud.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:22
I should have put blogging up. I am totally addicted to it.
December 29th, 2009 at 12:18
Apparently I am addicted to buying sex toys that don’t work. I wish I worked as a tester/reviewer for my local sex shop so that I could warm other people.
Speaking of work. I have realized as much as I hate being home (I’m on vacation yo!), I hate my job more. Every day I plan out my bookstore in my head a little more. Ebooks? we’d sell those. Dirrty books? Of course. Books self published by local authors that need love too? Heck yeah! Man…I’m addicted to dreaming but not addicted to achieving.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:34
Wow. That is a shitty thing to be addicted to.
Uh, you would HAVE to sell dirty books. So MY book can sit on the shelves.
Keri-Jade Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:45
No no, your first book would be under the “Authors I love” section. Your second one will of course be right beside it. Your third will be displayed proudly with a copy of the new york times best sellers list taped to the front.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:50
Flattery will get you EVERYWHERE!
Keri-Jade Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 18:00
Flattery or prophesy. Your choice.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 18:39
<3
December 29th, 2009 at 13:41
I’m addicted to DICK’S. I swear to god, I go out of my damn way to go there. Sometimes Dan and I just get in the car and head that way JUST to go there.
I wouldn’t consider myself addicted to shopping….but I am hella addicted to bargain hunting. We went to target yesterday, I got Matty jeans for $1.75, a shirt for $1.50 and two pairs of sockies with no slip thingies on them for 25c a pair. I’m still stoked.
I wasn’t honest with Dan this week. It bothers me that we didn’t exchange gifts. I ordered him a really nice Boston Red Sox key chain. I was pretty sure he’d blow off Christmas and I did it anyway because I wanted to. It was small and I knew he would love it. Officially, we don’t even have an ‘dating anniversary’ or anything even though we’ve been seeing each other for well over a year now. And yes, that bothers me.
That’s the only thing that I wasn’t honest about this week though. I was totally honest with the chick in the Target yesterday when I told her to get her fat ass out of the middle of the isle so other people could get by.
I was honest with my mom about the pumpkin pie that my grandma made when she asked me if I wanted more and I told her that it tasted like shit. (Come to find out, Grandma only put HALF the sugar in it that the recipe called for *intentionally*. Thus the shitty taste).
I was honest with Dan when I told him that I hated his family and didn’t want to go to CA because I don’t feel like I can handle it. My anxiety issues are bad enough without the shit his sister did making it worse.
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:35
Steph, you NEED to be honest with him. Those feelings are cancerous and could ruin anything good that is the 2 of you.
Dont be an asshole. Just talk to him.
Stephany Reply:
December 31st, 2009 at 22:07
No. It’s not cancerous. Not the holiday shit. Christmas is just a stupid holiday. It’s in the spirt of Christmas to GIVE. Not RECEIVE. It’s SELFISH, is what it is.
But thanks for trying to invite him over here to read this and make it an issue with us.
December 29th, 2009 at 16:41
ok, i have not been browsing my google reader in forever and just spend well over an hour catching up on your posts. but i’m STIILLLLL confused: where did d go????????????????????????????? why is he gone? what’d i miss?
LivingWicked Reply:
December 29th, 2009 at 17:36
D went to jail honey.
I have been rather vague about his whereabouts.
xoxo.
December 29th, 2009 at 20:52
I quit smoking because YOU were the only person who ever caught it on my updates and told me I should stop cuz it’s bad for me. I crave them so bad but I always stop and think… What would Wicked do? Soknockitoff!
LivingWicked Reply:
December 30th, 2009 at 00:02
SORRY THAT IS A TARABLE ADDICTION. I do not smoke!
December 29th, 2009 at 20:55
Pee esssssssssssssssssssssssss….. I want a cigarette in my mouth a thousand times more than you want a penis in YOUR mouth. Soknockitoff for reals of “puff puff give a bitch a smoke!”
LivingWicked Reply:
December 30th, 2009 at 00:03
NO CIGS!!!!!!!!!!!