Well, not too much has changed on my front over here. I'm still reading Atlas Shrugged and it is still amazing. I forgot to bring it to my house for two days and it was missed dearly for both days we were parted. It's that good. Read it. Anyways, other than those two days,and I say this in complete seriousness, my life has been fan-freaking-tastic. There is really nothing that could make it better, save school starting sooner. Well, on second thought, I can't really say that the two days were totally terrible. I went down to the dugout with my roommates to make common decks of magic cards for about 3 dollars, which is always fun.
"Mr. Rearden," said Francisco, his voice solemnly calm, "if you ... saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood... his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater his effort the heavier the world bore down on his shoulders – what would you tell him to do?"
"I...don't know. What...could he do? What would you tell him?
"To shrug."- Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
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