I truly think Ayn missed an opportunity here. What she should’ve wrote was: “Tree Fiddy” … and it was then that I noticed the cashier was about 8 stories tall and a crustacean from the protozoic era…
No you can’t have my tree fiddy Loch Ness Monster…
I think that would’ve only added to the story. But that’s my opinion.
On the topic of books, one day in the life of Ivan denisovich seems pretty applicable at this point
Basically, just take one day at a time
I read Anthem a couple of years ago,but at that point I wasn’t intellectually mature enough to appreciate it. I actuallly enjoy rand’s writing style
Is that a genuine quote? Because if so, I’ll happily take Atlas Shrugged off my reading list. I don’t think I could subject myself to that
Staying active but…just cant find it in me to hit the weights hard at the moment. Mind set isnt there.
100% me right now
Nah, just a parody. I am enjoying it more at 440 pages in. Still don’t care for how dialogue is presented, but I like the story itself.
I suddenly realized that now I NEED to do a write up where Ayn Rand describes Louie Simmons talking…
Dinner was supposed to be a decent, healthy meal of shrimp- family friend brought over grilled wings/drumsticks … ended up just saying “fuck it” and eating 20+a couple cups of grapes - RIP
I’m full, but still want more grapes 
You realise sweet stuff like grapes goes into a different stomach to savoury stuff, right? Meat stomach and dessert stomach, known scientific fact.
I have never eaten so much pizza that I couldn’t also eat a doughnut or five.
Reading the full collection of Edgar Allan Poe’s. I don’t know it’s a good idea to add some more gloomy thoughts but I do it as I sunbathe in the garden, which is the opposite of what we imagine about these writings.
I have Poe on my list. Maybe I can actually understand him now, haha.
I enjoy Poe’s poetry for the same reason I enjoy Dr Seuss’s–its sheer rhythmicity.
From Annabel Lee (1849):
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Heard it the first time in middle school and that poem still gives me chills.
My fave!
Stumbled on him as a grown man in university during my english litterature cursus. Glad I learned english and can enjoy so many things now. My favorite story is the “Cask of Amontillado”. Actually based my character for the Cthulhu roleplaying game on this lol
“For the love of God, Montresor!”
“Yes, for the love of God”
I’ve been waiting years for someone, anyone, to study this, and for this article to be written:
I confess I have tried hip thrusts w/o weights for activation, but I have never done a weighted hip thrust, especially on that dumb ass contraption every gym now carries.
I have never eaten beef steak. Ok so that’s kinda cap. Chopped up in small pieces at a Japanese restaurant, yes. But, never that slab of meat everyone likes.
You haven’t lived.
Flame-free: I do not care for The Wire. In fact, I’d go so far as to describe it as mind-numbingly boring. How anyone could think that a by-the-numbers, snoozy police procedural is up there as one of the best TV programmes of all time is absolutely beyond me.