If you stop and think and wonder where you are
Look up, at me. I can’t be very far.
Big and bright, just like you created.
- Boyfriendgirlfriend

I’m looking at pictures of her and me together and I almost don’t recognize them.

I see me but I wonder how I was so secure at the time.

It’s like I never really truly looked at her. I was always looking away. My attention was focused elsewhere while hers was focused on me.

Now it’s changed.

There’s a brand new attention.

I am focused on her. She got my attention. Which indicates to me that I’ve probably lost her attention.

Or at least it feels that way.

She’s fucking my best friend. I found out two weeks ago. Read the rest of this entry »

One of the most important aspects to becoming great with women is learning how to deal with bad behavior.

Some people call these “tests,” where a woman will purposefully test you to see if you are as confident as you first came across.

However, in any relationship, there will be points when the other person does something you don’t like.

Maybe she disrespects you. Or hurts you. Or angers you.

The way you react in these situations will determine the future nature of your relationship with that person.

Years ago I had a friend who was in a relationship. He cared about her, but she would nag him. Incessantly.

“Joe, don’t sit like that!” “Joe why do you say things like that!” “Joe don’t eat so many cupcakes!”

It was abysmal to be around the two of them because of how she nagged him.

She was insane. Beyond just the nagging.

But I blame him for the nagging. 100%. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m in the bookstore.  I see this cute girl walking ahead of me.

She has tight skinny gray hipster jeans on, auburn hair and dorky glasses.

She walks into the card section.

I walk over behind her.

I couldn’t think of much to say so I say “Hey, do you know where I can find a card for a bachelor party?”

She lights up with a smile and says “Oooh… I don’t know…”

“What kind of card do you get someone for a bachelor party,” she says.
She was friendly, looking around for me.

“Maybe a condolence card?” I say.

“Maybe…” she says. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m not the most handsome guy in the world.

There are plenty of things wrong with the way I look.

I have a big nose, small squinty eyes, a weak chin. My hair is thinning.

I’ve always had very poor posture. And a bit of a belly.

My skin is pasty white. Hold my arm up next to someone and I am almost always whiter.

I’m 36 years old and spent a decade and a half trying to meet women. And never has a woman come up to me.

I never got approached by women. Ever.

I’ve gotten interest in social circles, but it has always always been after women have gotten to know me.

My looks are nothing to write home about. But when I walk around, I feel like I’m gorgeous. Read the rest of this entry »

A while ago, I was out to dinner with a really hot girl I was seeing.

I asked her a question.

“How important are looks to women?”

“Have you ever dated a guy that wasn’t as hot as me?” I said with a wink.

She started talking about a previous guy she’d dated, a “friend” of hers she described as a natural…

“This guy was not so great in the looks department,” she said, “But he walks into bars like he’s the hottest guy in there.

And everyone buys it.

They’re like “That’s the hottest guy in the whole bar!” Read the rest of this entry »