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elegies at any price

I'm sorry, I don't mean to alarm people—but sometimes it's damned hard to avoid alarming people, if one wants to write in this weird genre with anything approaching honesty. Here, these are reassuring things I can say:

• I'm not in the state I was six months ago, where after every meal I thought I had poisoned myself—this is relative and it's been far worse;

• This heartache is at least the familiar sort of heartache that makes you feel more human, and not one of those alien beasts that coagulates from the void, short-circuits the nerves surrounding your heart, and treats the very idea of your sanity as an absurd pretension;

• I have childhood stuffed animals out here, which are a source of significant emotional support. Anyone who finds this laughable or weird is free to go fuck his/her granny.

Whew! Glad that's out of the way! Happy Labor Day! Let's have some links!

Furankenshutein is that Japanese monster who, according to Steve P., looks rather like Vu in bad lighting.

Some bright folks in Hollywood have decided that the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles need to come back, again. There will be a CGI movie, a live-action miniseries, a Saturday morning cartoon, and a whole series of video games.

Homeless guy has super-sized plans for McDonald's millions! Ha ha!

Writing yeah still.

 

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