Tuesday = Muni hugs

It was 7 PM, and like on most days, I was pretty ecstatic to step away from my laptop and stop myself from becoming a cross eyed office robot. And, as on most days, I ran out of the office and made an awkward mad dash for my train. I’m convinced Muni has schizophrenia, or […]

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G is for German. And germaphobe.

Herr Josef* was my German teacher and the most terrifying person I knew when I was 12. He looked normal enough, 45ish and sporty in his pleated chino shorts, but was sometimes mistaken [by me] for having Tourette syndrome when he would yell words in German that I didn’t understand. He had a smile reserved […]

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Tiger Balm is not a panacea

If you’ve been raised by an Asian person, you already know that Tiger Balm cures everything. I don’t care if you have a stomachache, headache, irritable bowel syndrome, a sprained ankle, or hemorrhoids, Mr. Tiger Balm is your go-to guy. Roar. I’m going to tell you a story. In 1992, little Genevieve was 7, and […]

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Am I too old for this?

The only time time ever felt like it was passing at an acceptable pace was during high school. High school felt like a full 4 years – not slower, and definitely not faster. Each year was distinguished by the appropriate awkward attire of the era (Freshman year = I’m Aaliyah! Let’s wear black spandex skirts […]

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Dark Buckerberg

I had never been one with words, at least out loud. In middle school, verbal book reports would render me borderline hyperventilating into a small paper bag that was hidden under my desk. The night before, I would practice for hours until I could recite my speech, strawberry red in the face and Stepford wife-robotic […]

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Unattractive sleepers

In life, there are two types of people: attractive sleepers and unattractive sleepers. I definitely fall into the latter category. No endearing printed onesies with feet for me (I wear those in the daytime. Just kidding.). My nightly routine, at least in the winter, looks something like this: 1. Put on toe socks. 2. Put […]

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The poster

Last Sunday, I decided that I would finally get started on decorating my room. I’ve been meaning to do this since last Christmas, when my boyfriend got me a gift certificate to Home Depot. Yes, my room looked that bad. I didn’t want a piece of generic art. Warhol knockoffs were out of the picture. […]

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