who the hell told you we had a goal. when i signed up for this gig, i was told that very little was expected of me. wake up in the morning (or whenever), eat, drink, defecate, enjoy myself as i can and try to do as little damage as i could in the process. i was told i could get into the whole procreation thing if i wanted to, but there were no such requirements in the contract. there were no definitions of good or bad or better or worse. no one told me i had to make any lasting effect on the cosmos and now you're telling me i'm expected to make things better. i'm calling my lawyer.

existence is its own purpose, anything else is just gravy.