Uh-Oh........

Cocaine Princess here.

Sometimes when I can't sleep at night, which is most of the time, I either watch TV, listen to music or I turn on my laptop and surf the web which I did at around 2:30am. I found this one website where there were all these statistics of various things and one caught my eye.
'An unpublished writer has less than a 1% chance of landing a literary agent.'
(Oh my God! I'd probably have a better chance of being abducted by aliens) How horribly depressing. Normally reading something like that would have brought me down but I'm a pretty optimistic and positive person most of the time. There are days when I feel icky and gloomy but I'm sure we all have days when we feel that way.

In my last post I wrote how creepy it was that Lawyer-Guy knew my bra and panty size. One person, a male left this comment: 'It's not creepy that he knew your bra size, it's a gift some of us males have. We just see them and know.' I laughed at that but I did and still do find it creepy. How did Lawyer-Guy expect me to react? What was going through his mind when he bought the lingerie? Could he have been thinking this: 'Maybe she'll show up at my office wearing a little coat and red high heels. Slowly she unties her belt and one by one she unbuttons her coat. She drops her coat to the floor and just stands there smiling seductively at me wearing the red bra and matching lace panties I sent her. I tell my secretary to hold all my calls and then get up to lock the door. I walk towards her and prop her up on my desk......' Only in your dreams Lawyer-Guy! I can't help but also wonder what Lawyer-Guy was thinking when he received the news I was changing lawyers. On his part there was no warning or indication that I was switching lawyers or even that I was unhappy with him. I don't even know what happened to the gift he sent. The last time I saw it was in Acapulco in Valentina's daddy's hands. I informed Valentina about my new lawyer and gave her the name and address of his office.
She had never met him but knew where his office was located because it was near the boarding school she had attended in Zurich. Yes my new lawyer is in Switzerland.

As I continued surfing the web I noticed all these little, silver foil wrappers around me. There's a candy dish on my desk (which I don't know why I keep) full of Hershey Kisses. I counted the wrappers. 15! Sometimes I can be a little piglet. I'm the type of person that the moment I eat something that's fattening I jump on the scale and then to punish myself I'll skip a couple of meals. I know, I know, it's a very dangerous and unhealthy habit but I don't think there's a model out there who isn't self-conscious of her appearance.

I'm still quite exhausted from my trip to Acapulco (but not exhausted enough to fall asleep). I may need another vacation. You know what they say. Sometimes you need a vacation from your vacation.

Uh-oh, I just remembered I was suppose to write Round 2: Valentina's Daddy vs. Lawyer-Guy. I guess I got side-tracked but I promise tomorrow you'll read about it. Or maybe not. The weekend is here so you may have to wait until Monday.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess