financial sorrows. girlfriend dumping you for some rich asshole. feeling claustrophobic in your own backyard, unable to speak a certain language and feeling like a piece of shit for it. listening to old songs on the radio which remind you of your childhood only to realize you had a crummy one. take all of these arbitrary setbacks, serve them on an oriental plate, let that thing drown in hot sauce, and jam every last ounce of it down your throat because you don't really have much of a choice.