Oh, the weaker souls 

The weaker souls 

The weaker souls 

Are ready. 

Weakened, 

by Lambchop.

 Humans are lonely for connection. Song of the Day, Andrew Jackson Asshat, Lambchop.

 

 I finished Triage and I liked it in the beginning but it strayed with pictures of art couches and dialogue on stilts. I picked up Lapvona today. I wondered if I had read it before. If I read the hardback by the time the paperback comes out I might have deleted it from my memory, but I think it's new to me, either way. 

 Undercover Olive.

 but there is still, like, old school coincidence, right? 

the word of the day is collapse. no doubt it is algorithmic, yet undeniably precise.

it is an abrupt failure of function or complete physical exhaustion, a natural event caused by something suddenly falling down or caving in, the act of throwing yourself down, break down, literally or metaphorically, collapse due to fatigue, an illness, or a sudden attack, fold or close up, fall apart, cause to burst, suffer a nervous breakdown, lose significance, effectiveness, or value.

and more, but let us not speak whereof words fail.