The entire day is trying my soul.
Investor is killing me with questions.
Trunk show dude is a horrible salesman.
Primary and backup pcs are in the shop.
My boy is holding a soirée at some hip eatery in the city. Time changes on me, dude is still on east coast time. $75 parking ticket. ..
I should charge it to the game, but deep down I know if I stay out, I'm gonna see something. Lemme run 1 more errand.
Stars realign, and I come back to the spot, and my boy is there alone with 4 of the most stylish bitches I've seen in one place in the past year.
*pimp game recharge*
One improbably tall video chick
Elegant azn
Stylish gypsy flower child
One mega turnt up blonde party girl
Sadly none of these broads is my type, but the night is young. I have reason to hold the wolves of anxiety at bay, and be myself. If I didn't lay my head in the sticks. ..
Next 3 hours brings in all manner of young rich professionals, and prolly 7 more tall model types. Throw in the regular clientele of the spot and it's looking epic.
I find myself chatting with some impossibly skinny Asian whilst across from my actual type, well maybe 2nd choice.
Not a day ago I wanted to ponder how does one build a circle like this, where beautiful are in your vicinity regularly, only to see it in front of my own eyes and have the memories flood back.
Biz connects made, relationships re-established, eyes opened.
In terms of practical advice
- get into the music and art scene in your town
- going out is a full time job
- get your health up so you can party
Building a foundation in your city is crucial if you want to get off the cold approach and point and click pimping of the net.
Sadly, my real world responsibilities had me bounce before it got really good.
telling you something you already knew
WIA
Ps. So one of the lesser chicks says to me, that my boy only knows girls. Lol. Never ever question hypergamy
Investor is killing me with questions.
Trunk show dude is a horrible salesman.
Primary and backup pcs are in the shop.
My boy is holding a soirée at some hip eatery in the city. Time changes on me, dude is still on east coast time. $75 parking ticket. ..
I should charge it to the game, but deep down I know if I stay out, I'm gonna see something. Lemme run 1 more errand.
Stars realign, and I come back to the spot, and my boy is there alone with 4 of the most stylish bitches I've seen in one place in the past year.
*pimp game recharge*
One improbably tall video chick
Elegant azn
Stylish gypsy flower child
One mega turnt up blonde party girl
Sadly none of these broads is my type, but the night is young. I have reason to hold the wolves of anxiety at bay, and be myself. If I didn't lay my head in the sticks. ..
Next 3 hours brings in all manner of young rich professionals, and prolly 7 more tall model types. Throw in the regular clientele of the spot and it's looking epic.
I find myself chatting with some impossibly skinny Asian whilst across from my actual type, well maybe 2nd choice.
Not a day ago I wanted to ponder how does one build a circle like this, where beautiful are in your vicinity regularly, only to see it in front of my own eyes and have the memories flood back.
Biz connects made, relationships re-established, eyes opened.
In terms of practical advice
- get into the music and art scene in your town
- going out is a full time job
- get your health up so you can party
Building a foundation in your city is crucial if you want to get off the cold approach and point and click pimping of the net.
Sadly, my real world responsibilities had me bounce before it got really good.
telling you something you already knew
WIA
Ps. So one of the lesser chicks says to me, that my boy only knows girls. Lol. Never ever question hypergamy
