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[Celerity]

then play a different slot machine.

you are the old guy thats been sitting at the same machine the whole time, the one that gets the small payouts but just cant seem to hit the jackpot.
if you arent getting the results that you wish to have, then that means that in your equation the constant variable is going to be you, honost, and nice.

Side note: im a very honost person, i wont lie to anybody just to spare their feelings or for any other reason. the beauty of honesty is that it is mistaken for being an asshole. bc you wont sugarcoat something, or hide something bc you know it will be hard on them, people will think you are an asshole.

whereas the last time the constant was that girls like assholes, and you changed the variable of yourself
so that means that you are going to have to change around the other variables to successfully complete your equation.

All understood, now. This theory of mine is now 2 days old. knowing what I know now, I'll give it a shot for a while and report my findings. But if I'm right, then I've corrected the info given to me from my personal bible, www.relationshit.com.

The Asshole idea is very truncated. You aren't "just an asshole" to someone to make them love you. What you do need to do, in most relationships not just intimate ones, is switch things up a bit. Perhaps most people don't want the consistency in a man that treats them like a queen all the time. You should pull in and push out occasionally just to break monotony. When I date a girl I worship the ground she walks on - if I don't, then I'm not the person that will take a bullet for her. So to those ends, I typically remain steady in my behavior to them - completely dedicated. Last time, that dedication wasn't -at all- reciprocated so my lesson this time is that I'll play my game as long it's played back. Someone who dedicates themselves to taking a bullet for me is now a necessity. But I digress: Back on topic.

I don't NEED to play the slots. This thread is just a realization that slots are being played, and it's complete horseshit (Closer to being solved). This is by no means the ends.

Realizing that routine "Addictive" behavior nets results that aren't in my favor, I can now work diligently on a routine or behavior that DOES net results in my favor.

I bring this to you people because I believe that the advice of playing cool, popping your collar and all the rest of the crap we see in movies is NOT reality - Reality is a completely random thing.

Next I'm going to plug all of this into quantum physics models to see if it matches (and I believe it will) the art of choices, states of being and quantum observation. If it does fit, then I will be able to superimpose my (the basic) understanding of Quantum Physics over reality and be able to come up with some more concrete techniques and results.

Yes, my experiment with Rum was off - But not by much. I mean come on, I was totally schnockered at the time. What it does prove is that being an asshole doesn't work - nor should it - But it seems that it does because a vast majority of people experiencing "good luck" with women are in fact - complete assholes. and that is skewing experimental data more than me drinking too much and finally getting though to a loser how much of a loser she is. Observe:

"Would you fuck me for $5?"
"No way!"
"How about 2.5 Million dollars?"
"Well, sure!"
"Ok, we've established what you are, now we are only negotiating price."

(That conversation, by the way, is close to a Churchill quote, which is the basis of this ENTIRE experiment)

So again, I HAVE been playing slots in this game. I realise that. I contend that most people do - the slot analogy is not just reserved for this argument - it's actually a metaphor used when discussing Addiction (In the Hindi sense) and how everyday we are faced with millions of choices, and yet choose pretty much the same thing everyday (Quantum Physics on reality). We do so, so that we may hang onto the things that we are addicted to: A house, bills paid, internet service and a girlfriend that gives us what we are looking for.

Quantum physics only points out that we have the ability to do so much more, but choose not to. Addiction studies show us why. Breaking that addiction is key to changing the behavior and opening more doors to us to choose from.

You can feel free to point what I've done wrong, been doing wrong, or whatever floats your boat: I agree. I've been doing things wrong. If I weren't, I would be the happiest person on earth. As long as you can understand with an open mind that you aren't either: This may be or may not be the key to what works for you. I feel it will.

 

[dacheat]

i'm a bit put off by the application of stats, science, or experimentation to the complete cunundrum that is human emotion and desire. not afraid to say you've lost me on the argument. the best quote: simply be.

i promise, it is enough.

 

[get_nick]

you approached the "asshole test" wrong. you went about drinking and being an asshole looking for love.

it's the sincere asshole that gets in more pussy than tampax. but there is a balance. you have to be an asshole that "cares" about the girl. god i've played this game a million times. steve, you really aren't that much of an asshole. you are just opinionated. you are the sincere guy that girls look at as friends while they fuck your asshole friend.

your experiment doesn't need tested. it holds true. just that you aren't a "real" asshole.

 

[Sabz5150]

Finding the right mate is pure chance.

Keeping the right mate takes skill, time and a LOT of patience. I don't need quantum mechanics to tell me that

 

[Celerity]

Sabz post is actually one of the best here.

As far as Nicks argument, I disagree totally on it. Most of the nice guys I meet end up with "wives" while assholes end up with "dates". But, the observation is moot: Replicating the behavior doesn't "really" work.

I think it's dawning on me why I can't "close the deal". Certain things do work, body language works - Tonal inflections work, and style works in getting the attention of a woman. Riding a motorcycle works. Having a good haircut and smelling like Axe even works. but after the attention is gained, the close of the deal is a real issue.

My personal success slot machine is acting like Zaphod Beeblebrox (Hey baby, I have a starship) I can pull this off really well. But it's just an act, and it gets women giving me numbers left and right. Some people use the David Caruso technique (from 40 year old virgin) And it works for them. Others have used the Jeff Goldblum technique with success. Getting a number isn't too tough anymore, because it's a talent that is more and more, needed and thus more and more mastered.

I've been with a woman for pretty much 14 years. solidly with her for 5 years. Dating isn't something that I can do. But in my 2 months of being single I've had quite a few women express interest (lots of it) only to walk off a few minutes later in the arm of a guitar player that reeks of smoke and BO. That is the mystery, and that mystery can be readily solved in the rules of chances.

A few weeks ago I had a crush on the girl I worked with. I remember clearly how it happened: My boss just mentioned her brain, and literally I felt something pop in my head and suddenly I wanted this girl badly. (Turns out she doesn't like bikes, and I was able to bypass that short circuit pretty well)

I can tell you that a few certain items work for getting the attention of women. Maintaining that attention and getting an actual date out of it is work that's so hard, I couldn't figure it out. Chance fits pretty well so far.

Going beyond that, I find that the best way to overcome chance is to eliminate chance all together. (It's a far better idea to simply get a job than it is to make a living at the casino, even though there ARE people in the world who do better at casinos, it's not impossible)

Lastly, as far as applying mathematics and science to matters of the heart: Sorry if it's not romantic. Being a woman your point of view on the subject is GOING to be different. It's important to understand what is going on on the other side of the table - and it's a battle for life and death against odds that aren't at all fair. I feel horribly cheated by the fact that girls just don't seem to like me - And instead will indeed fuck one of my asshole friends. This situation brings about all sorts of negative feelings: Disgust, anger, hopelessness, depression and insult, just to name a few.

Allowing those to come into the picture doesn't make me any more palatable to the opposite sex, making it all the less fair. It's a cascading snowball with no hope or idea that it will get any better. And unless I harbor these feelings, give up and blow myself up at a Victorias Secret, I need to shake the feelings and remorse in the only way I know how: Bend the laws of reality.

 

[get_nick]

Sabz post is actually one of the best here.

As far as Nicks argument, I disagree totally on it. Most of the nice guys I meet end up with "wives" while assholes end up with "dates". But, the observation is moot: Replicating the behavior doesn't "really" work.

I think it's dawning on me why I can't "close the deal". Certain things do work, body language works - Tonal inflections work, and style works in getting the attention of a woman. Riding a motorcycle works. Having a good haircut and smelling like Axe even works. but after the attention is gained, the close of the deal is a real issue.

My personal success slot machine is acting like Zaphod Beeblebrox (Hey baby, I have a starship) I can pull this off really well. But it's just an act, and it gets women giving me numbers left and right. Some people use the David Caruso technique (from 40 year old virgin) And it works for them. Others have used the Jeff Goldblum technique with success. Getting a number isn't too tough anymore, because it's a talent that is more and more, needed and thus more and more mastered.

I've been with a woman for pretty much 14 years. solidly with her for 5 years. Dating isn't something that I can do. But in my 2 months of being single I've had quite a few women express interest (lots of it) only to walk off a few minutes later in the arm of a guitar player that reeks of smoke and BO. That is the mystery, and that mystery can be readily solved in the rules of chances.

A few weeks ago I had a crush on the girl I worked with. I remember clearly how it happened: My boss just mentioned her brain, and literally I felt something pop in my head and suddenly I wanted this girl badly. (Turns out she doesn't like bikes, and I was able to bypass that short circuit pretty well)

I can tell you that a few certain items work for getting the attention of women. Maintaining that attention and getting an actual date out of it is work that's so hard, I couldn't figure it out. Chance fits pretty well so far.

Going beyond that, I find that the best way to overcome chance is to eliminate chance all together. (It's a far better idea to simply get a job than it is to make a living at the casino, even though there ARE people in the world who do better at casinos, it's not impossible)

Lastly, as far as applying mathematics and science to matters of the heart: Sorry if it's not romantic. Being a woman your point of view on the subject is GOING to be different. It's important to understand what is going on on the other side of the table - and it's a battle for life and death against odds that aren't at all fair. I feel horribly cheated by the fact that girls just don't seem to like me - And instead will indeed fuck one of my asshole friends. This situation brings about all sorts of negative feelings: Disgust, anger, hopelessness, depression and insult, just to name a few.

Allowing those to come into the picture doesn't make me any more palatable to the opposite sex, making it all the less fair. It's a cascading snowball with no hope or idea that it will get any better. And unless I harbor these feelings, give up and blow myself up at a Victorias Secret, I need to shake the feelings and remorse in the only way I know how: Bend the laws of reality.

Steve, you are totally missing my point here. my point is the REPLICATING it doesn't work. to put it in lay terms, "you can't fake the funk". if it's you, it's you. if it's not, it's not. if you are insincere about it, it's not going to work. don't even try.

axe is another problem. that shit smells horrible. a $5 can of body spray from wal-mart isn't going to smell good. men don't understand this. girls know when something is cheap and don't like it. more often than not, it gives the girl a headache because it is so strong.

what you need to do is enjoy life and stop "testing" it. get out, have fun. eat something unhealthy and "the one" will find you. if you push the issue, you will end up with the wrong one.

 

[E_SolSi]

what you need to do is enjoy life and stop "testing" it. get out, have fun. eat something unhealthy and "the one" will find you. if you push the issue, you will end up with the wrong one.

indeed

 

[Airjockie]

get away from the slot machines, and start playing pachinko....

 

[awptickes]

I like the slot machine analogy. I was stuck playing the same slot for a long long long time. Then I realized how fucked up emotionally I was, and I ended up stopping drinking, cleaning up my life, and getting all my shit together. Then I met the best girl I've ever known. I didn't pretend, I didn't do anything other than do what felt right to me, it just happened to feel right for her too. Being honest is the best odd you have against the house. You've got to see where the house takes you from there. Sit down at a random slot, play it, if you don't like it, move on.


Thank god celerity has never met my girlfriend. From what I've gathered from his online persona, (while reading inbetween the lines) he's a lot like me, and that worries me. The fact that he and I are so alike, even in the way we look(ed) for women is scary.

Celerity: When I go to Aberdeen MD to visit my mom, we'll have to see about meeting up somewhere. I feel like I have to meet you. It's not that far from where you live.

 

[Celerity]

It's about 14 hours each way. I was thinking of setting up a citrix meeting session if you wanna do a Celerity meet-and-greet.

 

[Celerity]

Also, I can actually setup my environment wherever you are - Which is basically the same as seeing through my eyes.

You just won't see me or interact directly. Think "Being John Malkovich"

 

[Celerity]

as a teaser, I can actually put you in my brain for a few minutes:

YouTube - Old Habits

 

[invisibledemon]

cel, if you wanna retry your experiment the best way i can think of would be this:

go back to a girl that it didnt work out with bc you were too nice.
this cant be a girl that it ended badly with or any personal problems with,.
then try being somewhat of an asshole to her, dont do what you did to the other girl, just pull the slot machines level a little harder. see what results you yield. this way the constant is the girl, since that is the one thing you actually cant change. still being yourself, yet just a little more ass to it.
that would be the best way to do the test,
then you already know the results of being a nice guy to her, since the deal never got closed, then see if you can close it by being an asshole.

 

[Celerity]

Not a bad idea. I'll give it a shot.

It should also be mentioned that while the deal wasn't closed, the girl that I was super asshole to this weekend was the one that wanted to come over and fuck on the bike a few weeks ago. Then she disappeared.

 

[dacheat]

man if that doesn't spell drama llama.

 

[Celerity]

On who's behalf ?

 

[dacheat]

just her in general.

 

[Celerity]

oh well of course. This is the grade of girl that met me and whispered in my ear that she wanted to fuck me on my bike.

Lots of class going on there. The night I made her cry she was going to do a "booty call" with 3 guys (Not at once, says her) and she bragged about how she "fucked" women. All I can really imagine was Ms Garrison "scissoring" which made me laugh so hard I almost got a little Captain on her.

 

[BigJ]

\ All I can really imagine was Ms Garrison "scissoring" which made me laugh so hard I almost got a little Captain on her.

 

[INJEN78]

oh well of course. This is the grade of girl that met me and whispered in my ear that she wanted to fuck me on my bike.

Lots of class going on there. The night I made her cry she was going to do a "booty call" with 3 guys (Not at once, says her) and she bragged about how she "fucked" women. All I can really imagine was Ms Garrison "scissoring" which made me laugh so hard I almost got a little Captain on her.

if she told you all that,then the little slut deserved to be made cry,,but you should just fuck the living daylights out of her and never talk to her again,,,just skeet all over her face and everything lol,just to make it that much more of a "your a dirty little whore that deserves a nice fuckin"