Me: It can’t be that bad out. I’m going for a walk. Me after 20 minutes of determined (and probably not dignified) penguin shuffling in the frozen hellscape that Ballard has become later: My hubris has been tested, and I have failed.

If you’re still looking for a New Year’s resolution, may I suggest one of the phrases from the fridge magnets in the break room.

On one hand, I'm deeply excited about this album. On the other hand, it means I'll have to come up with a new Twitter bio.

An unexpected dose of middle-child encouragement from the BeReal update tonight. As a painfully stereotypical middle child, I approve.

I don’t think Sunset Hill got the smoke-free-zone memo.

This is “She’s the Man” erasure, and I simply will not stand for it.

On a scale of 1-10, how scared should I be of this thing that popped in my neighbors garden?

WWU is moving the beloved (and totally innocuous) “man hugging bear” statue to the back of campus, and this is most unified and passionate I’ve ever seen students get.

I may or may not have been roasted by the newsroom when I proclaimed my favorite candy for this story. seattletimes.com/life/seattle-t…