And Tyler, too.

The job of breakfast is to make way for the day.

The alarm sounded. He propped himself up on the bed, sighed, and looked at the calendar. "Monday? It's only been four days since the last one!" He threw his delivery uniform on over his t-shirt, stitched lightbulb on the pocket frayed at the edges. He saw the package he had to deliver. "Four and a half minutes?" He struggled with it for a second and lifted it. It was going to be a long day delivering podcasts. At least, he thought, there were only nine subscribers.

Featuring John from The Blinking Clock Radios on keyboard.

Lack of updates explained.

...I'll bring you down, I'll bring you down.

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