California-native, femme writer, theorist and feminist who likes pretty things. Bloodstream of ink, lyric heartbeat. I queer everything.
The other day I posted a picture of The Walrus’s nameless stuffed mascot. However, what many people don’t know is that our stuffed mascot enjoys sneaking out of our room and taking nice strolls around the city. To show the staff’s encouragement for our walrus’s wanderlust, next week will be the start of a weekly post documenting our stuffed mascot’s wanderings titled: “Where in
the world the Bay is our walrus?”
To all our Bay Area followers, keep your eye for our wandering walrus.