My body hurts oh so bad

Been religiously working out and now I'm in so much pain I feel like one day I'm gonna wake up and find I'm missing one of my limbs.

The pain is good.

It tells me that the hard work is paying off. It also tells me that my trainer is doing his job and that I'm not just throwing away money.

Speaking of trainers, I was going to lunch with a friend when this really big guy walked up to me and was like, "Do you work out?" I was thinking, "Hmmm, those training sessions must be really effective." Then this guy blurts out that he's a trainer, that he can beat my trainer's fees, blah blah blah. I was like, WTF?! And here I thought he noticed that I was working out. Turns out he thinks that I need to work out.

Geez, thanks a lot. *rolls eyes*

FYI, he's the second trainer who approached me since I set foot in NYC. Do I really look that bad?

One time Hayden was telling me about two fat girls who were checking him out:

"Ohmygod, you are sooo mean!"
"I am not. They are really fat."
"I bet if you didn't know me and I happened to give you the once-over, you'd be like, Eww, that fat girl is checking me out."
"No. You're not fat. You're thick."
"And that's supposed to make me feel better? Thanks a lot."

Turns out, this is what thick means. So I guess that's not so bad. Back home, I'd be considered borderline obese.

Cheap thrills.

Hi, I'm Anne and I'm a "thicky thicky thick girl so you know that it's on." [Ride Wit Me, Nelly]

Now accepting donations. Cash preferred.

Going to Maryland this weekend to meet up with Notty Not. Hope everything goes well.

Going to LA on the 16th. Still need to get tickets. I need to purchase the tickets this week. I'm hoping the fare goes below $350. *crosses fingers*