the working out program is working out well. i think i’m getting over my semi-phobia about going to our small apartment gym when other people are already in there. turns out, they don’t seem to care that much because we’re all just sweating it out in our own little worlds.

or maybe i’m totally wrong and every time i’m on a treadmill next to an obviously more fitness-conscious girl, she is laughing on the inside at my sad attempt at rigorous exercise. oh yeah? well, um, i bet she doesn’t have two blogs and as many books on her shelf as me! or action figures on display in her living room… hmm. i guess i’m sort of laughing at myself too so i can’t really hold it against anyone else.

this afternoon we are going to get dumplings at mei long village, which will be heavenly, and surely negate any burned calories, and i am totally fine with that because my priorities are properly aligned. fuck you, salad!