Living Wicked

YGWM, Friday Eye Candy, and I LOVE Camping!

Aug 13, 2009 All Things Charli, All Things X, Family, Friendship, Out of Wicked's Mouth, You've Got Wicked Mail

Sup Bitches?

In T minus 14 hours I will be off of work and heading out with a kick ass group of friends on a camping trip!

I love camping. LOVE it. I love s’mores, tent-sex, spoadies… and camp-fires.

I am stoked to get there. To set everything up, watch the kids play… and really enjoy my family and I’s first camping trip together.
With that said, I am quite positive that you will have the pleasure of a TMIT or 2 and some funny conversations due to the nature of this trip.

Now… without further adeau….

Dear Tyrese and Jeremy Piven,

I need to know if we are dating. As far as I am concerned, since I started following the both of you on Twitter, we are dating. Your lack of engagement in this relationship (i.e. RTing to my @’s and #’s) is quite disheartening. I am starting to wonder if maybe you think that you are too good to be my boyfriends.

Are you new? I have been crowned the Queen of Awesome.

This means that you need to recognize and bow at my feet of awesomeness. Get it together if you know what is good for you.

Dear POE,

I can think of sooooooooooo many more interesting things to do with my life than being an over paid data entry specialist.

1) Pull my hair out, strand by strand
2) Reading the phonebook
3) Counting rice granules

Lets try this: pat your folks on the back once in awhile. OR maybe have a leeeeeeeeeeeeettle bit of an idea as to what you are doing? Maybe some organization? MAYBE something to work toward?

I am bored. Challenge a bitch. K?

…. How do I tell you that you are being a cunt ….?

…. Yes, I really DID stop and get coffee this morning, KNOWING that I would be late to this meeting …. and no I do NOT care.

…. STOP BEING AN IDIOT! ….

…. DIVORCE ALREADY! I am sick of the rationalizations and justifications of why your marriage “isnt that bad” … HE DOESNT COME HOME. HE FUCKS OTHER WOMEN. REGULARLY. YOU KNOW IT.

…. You are not as cute as you think you are ….

…. I know you lied ….

…. if you don’t stop peeking over my shoulder. I KNOW YOU ARE TRYING TO SEE WHAT I AM DOING …

…. Okay, if we fuck will you stop drooling already? ….

Annnnnnnnnd the Friday Eye Candy is…. Bradley Motherfucking Cooper. He was a complete asshole in Wedding Crashers, but his performance in He’s Just Not That Into You won me over. Annnnnnnnd I hear he was hilarious in The Hangover.

Alright folks… you know the drill: Vent your week away so you can thoroughly enjoy your weekend.

Tags: camping, mail call, open letter, tgif

SURPRISE!?

Feb 4, 2009 Friendship, I Forgot to Tag, Random, Thoughts and Perceptions, Wicked Wisdoms

I am horrible at surprises. I do not do holiday’s of any kind that have to do with gift giving well. This would explain why I always wait til the last possible minute to purchase gifts. Not because I am a procrastinator, (I am) but because the longer it sits, wrapped and tucked away… The longer I think about what the gift-give-ee’s reaction will be when they receive it.

The thing about it is, I love giving gifts. Like, LOVE it. As much as possible, I try to give someone something thoughtful. But, I have to do it right when I think of it. Otherwise I forget, or get it and then like it so much that I keep it for myself. (shut up) Regardless, I simply need to get the gift and then go directly to the person and hand it over. The “I have a surprise for you” build-up is not how I get down.

Also, I am horrible at mailing things. I have bought people cards and magnets… weird shit like that that I have never mailed. I dont mail Christmas cards, or Bday Cards… usually anyway. The intent is there, I just do not do it. I guess being in the military for as long as I was burned me out on the mail system. When I was out to sea… I lived and breathed for mail call. Literally.

It was like  a tiny explosion in my vagina when they would call “Mail Call” over the intercom. Did I run to get mail? You bet your sweet asses I did. Every. Fucking. Day. And when they would call it TWICE?! Ahfuck. Sweet Emotion.

My vagina just had a mini explosion at the memory recall of this.

I am bursting with excitement about a gift that I am soon going to be able to give. I have managed to keep it secret for a couple of weeks now, but I am soon going to burst with excitement. Even after sharing it with someone special… I still want to shout it from the rooftops, sharing my excitement with the receiver (s) of the present. But I wont. It  would ruin the moment. I think that if I did tell, it would be selfish. Me needing to share it would ruin their opportunity for the surprise factor. And just because I am not good at it doesn’t mean that they aren’t bad at being surprised.

*sigh*

Dont even ask me. I am serious. Just remind me that it will be better in this situation to just wait it out until it is time to give the gift.

Are you good at keeping those kind of secrets?
What about giving gifts?
Do you like to be surprised?

Have you ever ruined the surprise before? Was it on purpose or by accident?

Tags: gift, giving, mail call, secret, surprise, sweet emotion