I'm alive.... barely

A lot has happened since December 25th, 2011.  A few of you (those who know me both as Victoria and the real me) know...

I'm ok.

I'm not sure if they are.

I'm not in trouble

I'm fairly certain that they are.

It's 10:23 PM on a fine Thursday evening.

2 hours 25 minutes ago, I was dressed in my favorite pair of jeans (they do wonders for my ass), hair all done up, 2 coats of mascara, ready to meet my date after what I thought would be a short conference call.

1 hour 38 minutes ago, I had to cancel my date.  My date suggested a naked impromptu self-portiait as a peace offering.

It is extremely difficult to talk somewhat intelligently and pose for the self-portrait.  (Note to self: get a bigger mirror)

The darn conference call ended 5 minutes ago.

My date offered to bring me dinner or take me out for a late dinner.

I just want to go to bed.

And wake up .... as an heiress.

xo