I was born and grew up in Beijing, China. Pictured is me drinking a Yanjing beer. It was good, and I was impressed. Although it seems like I was left unsupervised, whoever took that picture definitely knew what I was doing. I think it was my dad. Time passes and a person changes. I am now significantly less enthusiastic about beer.
Apart from doing philosophy, I watch a lot of films. John Cassavetes remains my favorite filmmaker, whose work makes my heart murmur and shiver the most. I also love reading fiction. I recently finished Middlemarch and it destroyed me with its greatness for two days in the midst of grouchy deadlines. Apparently it still has an effect on me otherwise I would not be typing this.