Bells Ringing

Joechang picked me up from JFK this evening, and we ended up at Red Garlic on 8th Ave. in the Upper West for a late dinner. The waitress there was a super-thin Thai woman wearing lots of makeup. And then it dawned on me: super-thin Asian girls wearing lots of makeup freak me out. Actually, just about any woman who wears lots of makeup would probably freak me out, but especially the super-thin Asian ones.

This is:

1) some strange Pavlovian reaction from past experiences, or
2) me being superficial and assuming that lots o' makeup = high maintenance, or
3) yet another bizarre Eric-ism that limits my prospective dating pool EVEN FURTHER