I've been wondering what will come of all this eating. The nightmare I have starts with me waking up one day, I look in the mirror and my butt is the size of China. I ask myself "How could this be?? You turned into an obese American in Asia?!?" I raise my hands to the sky, then grab the thick mounds of flesh hanging off my body and scream "DAMN YOU CHOCOPIE! HOTTUCK MY LOVE FOR YOU HAS TURNED! BAD SNACKS! BAD SNACKS! AHHH!!!"
Then, recently I noticed I do look a little thicker around the middle. I was sure that I had put on some pounds, at least 5 to 7 by the way I felt, but I don't have a scale so I didn't know. This wasn't very disturbing. In fact, I'd hoped to EVENLY distribute a few pounds to get me through the evil freezing cold winter in Korea.
When I visited the bath house, which was fabulous, they had a scale. It
read 43.3 kg., and it turns out that I still weight around 95 lbs. I may have gained half a pound.