LGB was a riot. Packed itinerary, as expected. No crazy stories like last time regarding nabbing phone thieves and such, but we had a solid good time. I was worried about clocking in my FitBit steps, so I overcompensated. But hell, after four hours of dancing at the salsa club, I ended up scoring a personal record of 14,500 steps!! Yippee! Still #1 on my FitBit leaderboard a month and a half later! Another friend at work just joined last weekend. Maybe now I’ll have some real competition. Either way, I’m gonna be needing new shoes pretty soon, because my soles are wearing thin, clocking 6 miles a day!

My friend G (who recently moved to Seattle) flew into LGB, and we hung with my Peruvian bud P. Well most of G’s wardrobe is still packed up in storage, so she brought this one dress for the salsa club. Well fuck. That dress ended up being the same length, similar color scheme, and similar color blocking as the dress I packed! Totally unplanned. And on top of that, both of us are Chinese with long hair and bangs!! As we started getting ready, my friend Pamela took a look at our dresses and said, “Oh hell no, I’m not showing up at the club with the bopsie twins.” Long story short, I was coerced into wearing one of P’s dresses. Fortunately, it was not super short and tight like her other dresses, but STILL. Fucking leopard print. Interestingly, I have never been asked to dance so many times in my life. Who knew? Guys (at least those at the club) have a thing for animal print. I feel like I just learned one of life’s little secrets. Haha.