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kayjay

kayjay

Saying "Whoops!" everyday since 1975.

On First Loves, Breakup Guilt, and Rainbows Painted With Watercolors

Well this was posted a billion years ago. Regardless, LW#1, without going into too much detail, I hear you. Loud and clear.

Posted on April 11, 2012 at 1:40 pm 0

On The Best Time I Called in to a Radio Advice Show

@MoonBat These are the jokes, people.

Posted on March 29, 2012 at 4:16 pm 1

On The Best Time I Called in to a Radio Advice Show

@EddieMcCandry The science guy?

Posted on March 29, 2012 at 3:45 pm 0

On The Best Time I Called in to a Radio Advice Show

@elysian fields Plus? Two words: Wrinkly grey ballsack. Three words.

Posted on March 29, 2012 at 3:42 pm 3

On The Best Time I Called in to a Radio Advice Show

Wait, I can download old episodes of Loveline? So long, suckers. I'll be doing that and nothing else forever now.

Posted on March 29, 2012 at 2:51 pm 5

On The League of Ordinary Ladies: I Can't Believe It's Almost April

If I could get every week of my 20s spent in just such a fashion, I would live to be 150 years old. Or something. Let the math geniuses crunch the numbers on that one.

Posted on March 28, 2012 at 12:37 pm 0

On How Not to Order a Drink, Part Four

WTF?? Where on earth are you ordering these drinks? Do they have lay-away plan? Again, I say: FLASK.

Posted on March 26, 2012 at 1:58 pm 0

On Sixth Senses, Approachability, and the Penniless Nomad Actors

@Apocalypstick Oh I would! Except cheese destroys my stomach. My brain, however, still loves it and tries to convince me daily to eat large amounts of it. See? Lame instincts: I've got them.

Posted on March 20, 2012 at 1:06 pm 0

On Sixth Senses, Approachability, and the Penniless Nomad Actors

My instincts also told me my boyfriend was cheating on me for all the years he was touring and playing music in front of hot Italian women. My instincts also tell me to eat lots of cheese, drink too much during important functions where it would be truly embarrassing for me to get stinking, black-out drunk, and that I MIGHT be able to pull off skinny jeans. My instincts are shite. They are built on a shaky foundation of being screwed over one too many times and insecurity. Sounds like your man is okay. Until he gives you a reason to think he's cheating (and it sounds like he hasn't), try to quiet your inner-freakout voice and just love him. I thought a lot of crazy things when I was pregnant. Mostly involving cake, though.

Posted on March 19, 2012 at 3:36 pm 1

On The Best Time I Rescued Patrick Stewart

I have met Patrick Stewart! AND I sang in front of him! It was when he was in Anchorage touring A Xmas Carol about 80 billion years ago. He was extremely complimentary, and very nice. And very wee.

Posted on March 16, 2012 at 2:12 pm 2