It’s the most delicious time of year! You should join your local Straddlers for some 3D brunchy realness.

Maria and I talked about therapy and the best places to eat in Seattle and we also got sidetracked talking about books and mermaid hair and Dear Sugar and then I died because Cheryl Strayed is my religion. Maria is super awesome, is what I mean.

Fortunately, people DO come with a user manual, you just have to verbally speak it into existence.

All those times where you’re like, is it squirt, is it pee, who has to sleep in the wet spot, do we lay down a towel before sex now, etc.

Lesbian criminals who are members of an international drug cartel, what the fuck else is up.

The last thing I want when facing 200 other lesbians in the sun-filled woods is to look like I was cooked to rare and then set free at the Jersey Shore.

This week on Glee, Santana Lopez and Dani fall madly in love in three minutes, which lez be honest is kinda realistic.

Each year in Spring, citizens of Europe take a break from sabotaging the global economy and gather round their TV sets to enjoy the greatest cultural event known to human civilization: Eurovision.

“I wanted this camp to turn me into a rock star.”

Registration is open for three Feminist Camp programs! Each provides participants with the opportunity to explore NYC, make connections, and play a part in a movement that will, by the end, completely humble them.

So I inserted it into her and she literally said, the second it happened, “We are never fucking with anything else again.”

We need new comment moderators/community managerettes!

105 more humans for you to have awkward crushes on.

Let’s just go right ahead and kick off this recap with a gif of Alex. Let’s make that a thing that we do, okay?

Kaki King made you a playlist. It’s a playlist made for you, by Kaki King. A Kaki King playlist.

Calling all queer leprechauns!

An excerpt from Michelle Tea’s new novel, chicken lit is the new chick lit, library lesbianism, sexism in publishing and more.

Qwear’s Sonny and Champagne just got back from Ptown’s “Ladies” Weekend and have a pocketful of tips – fashion and otherwise – for your next queer weekend away.

There is something strange about the street harassment I receive as a butch in that it is often terrifying and extremely triggering, but something about it makes me feel justified. I am glad these men see me as a threat.

Are you ready for a rage-inducing activity? You have to fix your cables.