In other things that would be hard-pressed to be more wrong..

[skreidle]

Somewhere in this thread is this gem:

flirtykatiegurl:
The intent of sex is to get pregnant...
The intent of driving is to get where you need to go...

As I commented to sebatical, as I can't comment in abortiondebate without joining:
I bet she's never heard the expression "life's a journey, not a destination".

Sex is fun, children merely a sometimes-desired side-effect.

Driving is half the fun of the trip!

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Comments

[skreidle.livejournal.com]

Most of my driving is for the destination.. I don't have/make much time for driving for the journey's sake.

I might want children someday. I like the idea, I like the good times, I don't particularly care for the "annoying little person" aspects.

"Unborn children".. um.. I'd have to state my differentiation between "fetus" and "child", deride their propaganda, and generally get into an argument.
Actually, I'd likely just sputter and walk away, and think the above.

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[six2.livejournal.com]

That's too bad. Birth is the start, Death the destination, and it's all about the journey.

I always do a little wandering in the car or on a hike. That's where I find the most compelling, unexpected stuff.

No, she thought they were children before conception. And by not having kids, I was thus killing them...(follow logic accordingly)

[skreidle.livejournal.com]

I find much of my travel is running late to begin with, so I don't have time to wander.. or it's after I'm tired, and thus have no desire to wander. In general, though, I agree with you, you just act on it a whole lot more. :)

Children.. before.. conception? O_o
There is no logic to follow. :)

You should point her to some ZPG lit sometime!

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[six2.livejournal.com]

*g* Sometimes I wander even when late - again, having to do with arrival usually being anti-climactic for me.

And that's why I was taken aback by her.

[skreidle.livejournal.com]

I usually quite look forward to my destination, which sort of detracts from the journey but rewards its end.. thus, wandering only occurs when I know I have time to spare.