The Douchebag Jar
We started a douchebag jar. Yes, we got the idea from New Girl. I’ll be honest and say it’s mainly for me but really, it is for anyone who acts like a total...
Read More →After my Open Letter to Seattle Pride ended up on the Slog, many of you might have been wondering what sort of shenanigans I was going to get myself into last weekend. I...
Read More →Seattle Pride is this weekend and I couldn’t be more excited. But, with all our Pride planning, a very obvious problem has come to light. This is the same problem that we encounter...
Read More →If you’ve been around me at all in the past couple months, I’ve probably forced you to listen to the simplistic musical masterpiece known as “Call me Maybe.” For that, I am sincerely...
Read More →I joined a softball team. Correction: I was signed up for a softball team. That’s right, I wasn’t even asked. I was just told, “Kim, you’re on the softball team.” This might come...
Read More →I went to a bachelorette party two weekends ago, or, as they call them in Canada, a Stagette party. The first night we were in Seattle and we premiered our television show power...
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