Did you know that this week is the week where I ate multiple meals via finger foods? Here’s the stories we missed while I was opening another box of crackers.

This is a train wreck.

It took a village to ruin Russia’s stance on gay people, and it’ll take one to save feminism.

And none for you, GOP.

Let’s take a long hard look at who else got nominated for GLAAD Awards this year besides us, with a not-to-be-missed section from Mey about the Comic Book nominees.

Feminist, gamers, and Bound 2 parody fans had a lot to rejoice about this week.

Welcome to the Golden Globes! The only award show that sticks a bunch of TV actors and a bunch of movie actors in one room, feeds them a mediocre meal and forces them to pretend to care about each other’s craft.

A celebration of all we’ve accomplished in 2013.

What if we’re all wrong about Kanye West? What if we’ll never understand him. What if he and I share a soul.

The weed fairy’s coming, Colorado’s in the doghouse, and there’s a straight chick making a living as a male model. Or something like that. I was too busy licking the lesbianism off of my Samoas, actually.

“I find lesbians to be way more daring than straight men when it comes to coming on to you, and I really like that. And it wasn’t until I found a guy who could come on to me as strong as a lesbian that I fell in love.”

Not one, not two, not three, but FOUR prominent pieces about cute animals inside. Oh, and Michael Jordan’s daughter being totes gay. NBD.

Good news for the gays from Manitoba to New Mexico (and all the letters of the alphabet before and after M and N)! With added surfing puppies for your viewing pleasure.

Luckily there are other scouting alternatives for your kids!

“Emotional writing heals physical wounds.”

bell hooks is still right, Hillary Clinton becomes a thing of television history, and Aubrey Plaza looks great in those glasses.

A different kind of camp, a book you’ll want to pre-order, a victory for trans* people in the workplace, and LESBIANS.

Yes, we need to keep working. But can we fuckin’ party for a second please.

Familia es Familia, unless you’re in the Salvation Army. Or Louisiana.

Everything was going great until Russell Brand showed up.