International Autostraddle Meet-Up Weeks: You’ve Earned It
We want to hang out. Like, a lot.
We want to hang out. Like, a lot.
A possibly new approach to this online dating game to those willing to eschew norms and take a chance.
Why does this shit always happen to me?
The first installment in Autostraddle’s OkCupid Series! Take a chance, meet some people who simply want more queers in their lives.
Mobile dating apps are blowing up for gay men and straight people, but what is on the market for queer ladies?
What are the “rules” for working from home? When is it okay or not okay to interrupt? We tackle the topic for anyone out there who is or loves somebody who works from home.
Don’t you dare forget!
Brunch with Autostraddle, all over the world! Mark your calendars.
Riese’s Team Pick: “Like the naïve teenager who thought Mia Farrow’s apartment represented the urban version of middle-class digs, I continued to believe throughout college that it wasn’t fabulous wealth I was aspiring to, merely hipness.”
On a typical Friday night you are: “Finding a place to put all these dead bodies.”
You have probably been distracted and on the internet at some point. You are probably distracted and on the internet right now, come to think of it. The MOMA has some thoughts about this.
“Unplugging my Ethernet cable felt like turning off a life-support system.”
Crystal’s Team Pick: Sometimes you just need to eat a sandwich and chill the fuck out.
Autostraddle goes on the road to talk Internets, ladies, and the bright, bright future. Join Katrina C. Danger as she embarks on her journey to spread the good word.
Autostraddlers in New York City are going to be selling lemonade like cute little girls do, with a lemonade stand, on April 23 to raise money for pediatric cancer research!
Another article about comments / commenters, but this one is fun because it reminded me of the Taylor Swift commenters.
Autostraddle is going on the road, the road to Smith College. Next Thursday, April 14, I, Katrina C. Danger will be venturing to this rumored Isle of Lesbos to lead a workshop!
“I remember when I was growing up, the rule was, ‘Don’t call anyone after 10 p.m.’ Now the rule is, ‘Don’t call anyone. Ever.’ ” -Jonathan Adler
I read an article about “how as the web flourishes, gay groups watch enrollments dwindle,” had some feelings on it, and was interested in sharing them with you in hopes that you will share your feelings with me.
“I laughed, I cried, I was introduced to alcoholic whipped cream.”
WE’RE REALLY SORRY GUYS