"Mom, where do babies come from?"

8yo answer: "They come from eggs inside mommies tummy"
6yo answer: "They come when mommy and daddy get together… and um… thats all I know"

My blog  had technical difficulties last night, and comments were not showing up.

They are showing now, and if you have not been by to leave your thoughts and/or experiences, I would very much like to hear what you think

I will be actively participating in comments, so please come and participate.

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to whom it may concern,
Current mood: listless
Category: Writing and Poetry

I miss you. Why has it been so long since I have been able to feel you wrapped around me; inside me even?

Where have you disappeared to? Cant you hear me sobbing? I am calling your name... over and over ... yet you refuse to show my heart any mercy at all.

I need you in my life. You are my strength and my sanity. Without your constant presence, I am unable to release any of this agnst... this... stress... this built up pressure inside my soul...

Can you feel it? Its constant throbbing will likely drive me insane if I cannot have you back.

Come home, Creativity. Please. Fill me up, for I am so empty and lost without you here.

Always,
Wicked Game



*you go.*

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i hear the secrets that you keep
Current mood: sleepy
Category: Blogging

"You have to promise not to tell anyone"
"I swear! My lips are sealed!"

Fast forward….

"Pssst! So'n'So told me blah blah blah. I promised I wont tell so you cannot say anything to anyone!"
"Mums the word!"

Are you a secret keeper or teller?

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Moral Goggles, Epiphanies and a Spoonful of Sugar.
Current mood: amorous
Category: Blogging

There you are, in the midst of the bustle of your business district. Same ol' route, different day. The same uptight business woman is standing next to you in the same coffee shop where you order the same triple iced grande vanilla latte from one of the same 2 baristas just like every day. As you push through the finger smudged glass doors of the coffee shop, you glance down to see a crisp $100 bill gleaming up at you.

What do you do???


Go read not only my blog, but my 2 favorites on thepqnation.com as well.


I have come to an epiphany.


Sugar for Thought


Are you a member of the pq nation?

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soooo o o o .....
Current mood: amused
Category: Life

if you could be any trinket, what would you be and where would you be placed for all the world to see?

what would you like to read on my blog over at thepqnation?

an n n nd....

i got a new car. it isnt neeeewww. but it is newer than my other car. which, by the way, they found. i knew it was going to happen that way.

there i was, peacefully sleeping for the third night in a row with charli not waking up and standing at the foot of my bed, tinkerbell blankie in tow, yelling "MAM" over and over until i wake up, when my cell phone rang. in a nutshell, it was parked a block from where it was stolen from. which is 3 blocks from the police station and county jail.

i did not make it in 30 minutes. in fact i didnt even try to.

soo o o o i now have 2 cars. which is rad, but i really wish that i hadnt rushed the purchase of this one. i was really trying to take my time with my next car... and, well, since i was backed in a corner, i kinda had to just figure it out.

so. yeah. woot. and happy birthday squishy. i lessthanthree you.

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the victims we know so well
Current mood: angry
Category: Blogging

Victim of a crime

A victim of a crime, or crime victim, is in criminology and criminal law, the identifiable person who has been harmed individually and directly by the perpetrator or defendant, rather than merely society as a whole. However, this may not always be the case, as with victims of white collar crime, who may not be clearly identifiable or directly linked to the crime, and are often denied their status as victims by the social construction of the concept.

~Wikipedia

There is a weird feeling behind being a victim. Obviously, the feeling of being victimized is a horrible feeling within itself, but I am talking about what comes next.

read about it here.

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over.it. *updated*
Current mood: disappointed
Category: defeated Life

first of all, i am posting regularly on my new blog page. mainly because i cannot post blogs at work, and when i feel the need to blog... i want to have the ability to do so.

so, go and read. AND comment. not just on mine, but all of the contributers.

also, eve-101.com has kick ass articles.

bottom line, there is great writing going on off of this site. dont be haters.

fin.


so yeah, my car was stolen on friday night/saturday morning.

i got entirely too drunk, thanks to the fucking bullshit cuban restaurant we ended up "eating" at... and making the mutual decision to wait to eat until we got to the casino... which, of course had already closed the restaurants down by the time we got there.

anyfuck, i didnt realize how loaded i was until i was driving so i parked my car around the corner in a well lit area... that is normally pretty populated with people on a regular basis.... and when i went to go pick it up less than 12 hours later, it was fucking gone.

no, it wasnt impounded.
no, my liability insurance doesnt cover it.

to top it all off, saturday was x's birthday... so our plans were pushed back while i dealt with police reports, etc... and all weekend i have had to pull it together and make sure that x didnt have any of his thunder stolen by this bullshit.

but now, on sunday evening... i am realizing that i am so fucking done dealing with this bad luck. i cant bounce back forever. and, i have a little bit of money saved because we were planning on using my jeep as a trade in to upgrade into a better, more reliable vehicle within 3-4 months... so i will be able to buy something... buuuuuuuuut it still has kicked us back 10 steps. i am back where i was 6 months ago.

and it really fucking blows.

so, i am taking time off of work tomorrow to get this shit figured out... and will hopefully have something positive to provide as far as updates are concerned tomorrow evening.

thanks for listening.

*update*

i went car shopping and i hopefully found a new car. being that my trade-in is missing, i will now have a small payment.... but it is affordable, so i am not worried. the dealership is a small mom and pop shop, but they are all really great and it is the place that i bought my stolen car from and have had zero problems with it... so they are fixing a couple of things tomorrow and i am going to test it again. if the minor things are good to go, then i will drive it off the lot.

it is totally me. i hope it works out for the best and i can immediately go get an alarm system for it.

say prayers. please?!

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bookworm buzzkill
Current mood: amused
Category: Blogging

read about how my bookgasm was ruined today.

www.thepqnation.com/livingwicked

thanks for the support.

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today is wednesday
Current mood: adored
Category: Life

or, xaviers second day of school.

or, the day i got my whitening trays from the dentist.

or, 3 days before xaviers birthday.

or, the day of someone's rebirth.

or, the day i was actually on time for work.

possibly, today is someone's last day... somewhere.

which would arguably mean that it would also be someone's first day as well.

today i did not go to the gym.

today i did not feel guilty about it

i wish today were my birthday

or today could be another special day if i wished it hard enough.

maybe today is a special day.

maybe, today you bookmark my other blog.

because today, just like every other wednesday, myspace is blocked at work and i am unable to post blogs because of it.

you might also bookmark thepqnation.com's message boards and become a member of the site today.

i ate brinner today.

today will you take a bite of forbidden fruit?

today i worked.

also, charli said thank you today,

and she cannot breathe because today she has snot all over her face every five minutes.


what did you do today?

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a collection of recent open letters,
Current mood: amused
Category: Life

dear friday,

YAY.

love,
courtni

*


dear charli,

you dont run shit.

the end.


*

dear xavier,

you suck at lying. so stop it.

mom.

*

dear new kitty,

it is unsanitary and frankly rude for you to:
1- poop and then come rub your ass in my face
2- poop and then come bring your littery ass paws in my bed.
3- climb up the inside of my pantleg at pre-coffee am.

do you know i am crazy that early in the am? figure it out.

your owner.


*

dear chrissa,

i heart your hair, and your kid, and your vaca pics.

i miss you.

*

dear charli,

you are an effing brat. geofhere.

MAM

*

dear rach,

i <3 our chats. you are for reals one of my besties ever.

word son,
c-neezy

*

dear x's new teacher,

if you blank stare me one more fucking time when i am trying to be a responsible, informative and concerned parent... i might cuntpunch you. how about attempting to understand that my kid needs a little help in the behavioral department. also, you need to not side part your hair that way. it looks like you are wearing a salt and pepper helmet.

respectfully
mrs. kg

*

dear p.o.e.

i hate you.

middle fingers n shit,
account advocate 234656

*

dear mrs.obama,

you rock my socks.

love,
wickedobamafan

*

dear pqface,

i am stoked about collabing on thepqnationDOTcom
with you. being your business partner makes me want to dress up in pretty suits and side swipe all of my shit off of my desk and make out with you on it like in the movies.

humps,
your numbah 2 (i think)

*

dear d,

fuck me. hard.

love,
wickeds vagina

*

dear wicked's vagina,

stop speaking for me. i like to make passionate love with my husband.

love,
wicked's heart

*

dear wicked's heart,

your pants are smoldering. and, what heart?

-wicked's vagina

*

dear not hot boy i used to crush on,

stop being so fucking hot all day. it is unbecoming and you make it really hard to dislike you.

grumbles,
seething at my desk

*

dear gym,

i miss our rendezvous. meet me for a nooner soon?

done. and. done.

*

dear tarable,

you make me snort. i would never delete you, no matter how bad you make me want to cuntpunch you.

i love you long time,
wicked.

*

dear bcc broad i hate,

i cannot wait til i dont have to deal with your stupid fucking ass anymore. talking to you is for real like pulling my fingernails out one by one and then pouring acetone on them while a blow torch melts the tips of my fingers off. my naughty bits crawl back into my body whenever i even think about calling, emailing or seeing your dumbcuntwhore face.

the end.

*

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