I’m thinking I’ll update with something that isn’t drunken rambling about anthrax. Mind you, though, that anthrax really isn’t something to joke about. Some guy here at the office was joking about licking a letter … it was quite poor taste :-/
My weekend was good. Not really a whole lot behind that, just too much happened. I read a lot of Atlas Shrugged last night. Sure, it’s taken me freaking months to finish the book, but now that it’s gotten to the good part, it’s going really fast … 90 pages last night, 260 pages on thursday night — almost done. Incredibly good book, even if it’s all about senseless promotion of self. Hey! That’s me! w0OoooooOOo! Honestly though, I suggest that everybody grab a copy of Fountainhead, read it, then read Atlas Shrugged. The first is a good read, the second is just damn good.
One thing that strikes me at this particular moment is how Rand harps on the fact that the only insurmountable task/feeling/event/emotion/attitude/thought is indifference. How true. See, if someone actually cares about something, even in the most miniscule amount, that person is able to be reasoned with, to be communicated with; a person who is 100% indifferent will do neither. Being a rather friendly person, I find it quite difficult to deal with, and usually leave such things alone to sort themselves out. Oddly enough, that doesn’t work as well as one would think.