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January 26, 2005
lost in translation
okay, some wankers thought that this was not a saint toad original, and even went as far as googling snippets to "see where i got it".
no sirs, that's all me. and furthermore, it's not just random gibberish, it actually means something.
so, for your reading pleasure, the translation to simple, unobfuscated english follows:
while most people, when presented with the basic setup, would assume only one possible intention,most people, when told that i was driving from san mateo to pleasanton to pick up my gf from her mom's house, and then drive her to oakland, arriving there no sooner than 10:30 pm and then sleeping over, would assume that i was doing all this in order to get laid,
and while it would be disingenuous to deny that that outcome had been seriously considered,and while i must say that it had occurred to me that, like fatboy slim, i'd be fucking in heaven,
it can be said with absolutely no deception that only the recognition of a potential outcome existsi can honestly say that i had only thought of scoring, not planned on it
- the intention is not the popularly assumed one.- the horizontal mambo was not my intention for the night.
indeed, light introspection reveals with abundant clarityindeed, thinking about it makes it pretty clear
that at relatively (and perhaps absolute) great personal (and public?) expense,that even though i'm gonna burn a lot of gas [ed note: 120 miles from monday night to tues morning] and irritate my allergies with cigsmoke and probably be tired,
this undertaking will be undertaken with no regard (though, to be fair, no disregard!) for the conventional reward.unlike limp bizkit, i'm not doing it all for the nookie, although i certainly wouldn't turn it down.
what, then, is the purpose?what, then, is the purpose?
the lack of nefarious opportunities (though perhaps your author lacks imagination to see base opportunities where some exist!)[ed note: okay, i'm not really sure what this means, i'll just guess] the fact that i'm going to this trouble not for the sake of mr. happy
leaves but one conclusionleaves only one possible reason for the big drive
- conventional, yes, but still not the assumed conventional motivation.it's a common motivation, but still not the one that would be assumed by reading this.
my motivation is love, pure and simple and pink and cheesy. i want to be with her because being with her makes me happy.
[ed note: although, by a freakish coincidence, that did not turn out to be the case, that night, even after all this mumbo jumbo. heh heh. oops!]
isn't that sweet?isn't that sweet?
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