Pedal Strike

TweetBeing single and female presents its plethora of problems. Add “Asian” to the mix and it’s like a whole nother universe. Like if anyone seemingly flirts with me [a rare occurrence, thankfully], I immediately imagine their rooms: a tiny closet-like space filled with anime posters, Asian language books, pictures of ex-girlfriends [all Asian], and a […]

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 […]

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 […]

TweetI’m really good at making faces. You might not think it if you just met me. Or maybe you would. In any case, my Mom hates it. Which makes me just do it more, until, finally unable to hold in her laughter, she’ll watch me contort my face with a mixture of disgust and amazement […]

TweetLike any good cyclist, I have dreams of Portland, OR. Never mind that I’ve never been there, or that I hate rain, or that a city overflowing with cyclists is more than a little bit intimidating. It’s the ultimate destination for anyone who is completely obsessed with cycling, even if, like me, they can barely […]