Pedal Strike

TweetLike most people, I really hate heartbreak. The crying, self-doubt, nights alone that used to be spent either on the phone or giggling with a boyfriend, and just the complete emotional exhaustion. It sucks. I suppose I was incredibly lucky when, the morning after my last break up, I ran into a friend who had […]

TweetI don’t know what my parents were really thinking but my name is a homonym for “silkworm” in Japanese. Or maybe they weren’t really thinking. The characters are different, obviously, but it still makes for somewhat awkward introductions. Like oh, hello, my parents named me after a worm that you eventually boil in its own […]

TweetCall me a creature of habit [or just lazy], but I tend to get stuck in the same mundane routine. Getting up at the same time every morning, going through the same motions at work, doing the same rides. Ironically I sort of like it when someone will pull me out of my rut, give […]

TweetMonday. No matter how chipper I might be feeling on this day of the week, that line from “Office Space” will run through my head at least five times, in that same gratingly annoying voice: “Looks like someone’s got a case of the Mondays!” And then there’s that Swingline stapler by the copy machine that […]

TweetYou know that feeling when you wake up at some absurd hour from passing out somewhere that is not in your own bed after a kind of long night and you realize it’s probably a good idea to leave wherever you are even if you don’t really want because, hey, there’s always tomorrow? That sort […]