It's you!

I got recognized at the gym the other day.

It was pretty cool.

Still, after that every time I saw him in the workout room I wanted to say:
"My sunburn is peeling. That's not a disease on my legs."

I like being "one of the women from improv asylum!" I can even deal with being "the short one with the funky hair." But being "that funny girl with the weird legs," would be too close to childhood for me.