Mon, Jan 06, 2003 - 11:33 a.m.

I was in the worst possible mood yesterday. Nick and I went to work out at this shitty YMCA after a LONG day at work and I sooo didn't feel like being there. I was so annoyed with the stupid guys there who acted as if they had never seen a girl work out in their pathetic lives. Despite the annoying stares from everyone in the trashy work-out room, I pushed myself to finish moderately difficult leg exercises. My head was pounding and I felt like I was going to cry and barf at the same time.

On the way home Nick stopped at a grocery store and got me some Advil and pineapple (my favourite fruit). At his house we made chocolate protein shakes and watched FIGHT CLUB (fucking good movie!) as he painted my toe nails bright red. He says I have the most gorgeous feet he's ever seen. Then again he says that about every part of me...I always roll my eyes when he says those things and it pisses him off that I act like I don't buy it.

My cousin is having a breast reduction at the hospital across the street tomorrow (big boobs run in the family...but she's big so they're like....HUGE), and after I close I'm going to go over and visit her. I hope it goes well...surgery freaks me out.

Oh yeah, did I mention that Nick and I are "getting away" next month (hence the theme of my diary). I need a vacation. We're going to the Bahamas or somewhere in the Carribean.

Cold sucks.

LoveGrace