Fat Asian Baby

Happy New Year, ya'll! It wasn't nearly as bad as I was expecting. New Year's Eve usually consists of the sum of life's disappointments and opportunities lost all wadded up and tossed into the corner of one long and ridiculous evening. This year, the Fat Asian Baby's least favorite night passed in her least favorite place*, but I do believe there may have actually been some fun thrown in somewhere. Go figure.
However, I decided to kick off the new year by watching Before Sunset and reading about yet another college acquaintance/friend becoming legally bound to her soul mate and riding off into the sunset. I shall now curl up into a ball, feel all emotionally vulnerable, and pretend to sleep for a number of hours while trying to figure out if it's just me or Ethan Hawke's teeth really are as alarmingly unWHITElooking for a celebrity as they appeared in the movie or it was just something funny with the color on my tv.

*Yeah I'm talking about you, Brooklyn Borough, place of no overwhelming numbered grid schematic, few recognizable landmarks with which to orient oneself, lack of hailable cabs, absurdly expensive car rides back to civilization at 5am, and desolate sidewalks that are cruelly unforgiving to those foolish enough to traverse them on 3 inch sticks 3 centimeters in diameter,