I'm not sure if I'm alone in this, but I find that when glancing in a mirror in my room or at my reflection in a shop window, I audibly say outloud "Damn I am one sexy bitch." Upon reflection (not on my awesomeness, but upon the situation), I find it is simply a instinctual reaction. I don't know how else to explain it.
Aside from the arrogance that has seemingly come through this blog, I would like to offer one piece of advice. I would not suggest skipping lunch and proceeding to take a run, lift some weights in the gym, do a little more cardio on the and elliptical machine, and end with a dip in the hottub. You feel a certain light-headedness that is not the most pleasant. All fixed by a Jamba Juice and a burrito, however. Nice!
That's it for the moment. Rock'n'Roll!
