good.

Been reading a thick novel recently, and have been rather enjoying Atlas Shrugged. It's got a wealth of rebellion against the sort of people who want to sanction the free thought of the inspired person.

Since we're all hairy, I feel it fits. Be you, if you feel it's a good thing.

I've been kicking ass in life, balancing my efforts between wage-slaving and planning out my dreams, and overall I've come down to a base moral:

Be honest with those who respect your integrity, bend the truth for those looking for an easy answer, and never confuse a shot of vodka for a proper shot of genitals to the face.

Be the sort of person you'd make breakfast for.