She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Originally Posted by KarmaSutra
Funny sidebar about this particular ex girlfriend. I was hanging out at her Mom's place and GF went to pickup her sister from work. We're chatting about nothing and her Mom switched the tv over to the vcr (this indicates how long ago this was) and on the tv is a chick sucking c0ck like no tomorrow!
I know what's up and pull her Mom over to me and kiss her playing itty biggy t!tty. Of course she starts fumbling with my buttonfly's and gets them off to give me one of the best oral lessons I've ever recieved. Off the hook good.
She recieves my gift and goes to the ladies room to gargle and rinse out my goo. Short while later GF and cvnt jr get there and she can smell it.
She knows.
Something happened but we ain't talking. Never said a word UNTIL I came home from vacation in CT to find half my sh!t gone.
Then, I told her Dad (that's where she moved back with MY stuff) that if I didn't have all of my things back at my house within two hours, his neighbors and everyone at his church would have glossy 5x7's of his beloved eldest daughter taking acupuncture up her dirtchute with my beef injection and
8x10's of her giving me mouth to meatwhistle rescucitation.
After about an hour and a half they roll in to my yard and all of my stuff has been replaced where it had been taken.
Just goes to show that it certainly does pay to keep something from every relationship in your back pocket. There will ulitmately come a rainy day in EVERY relationship.
Interesting postscrip to the ex GF; After my things were back and they were leaving is when I sprung it on them both that every time they had kissed thier Mom/Wife they had sucked my d!ck by-proxy!
"Have a great life." were the last words I uttered to them both.
Not the last time I had fvcked her Mom though.![]()
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.