"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"

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.

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Field Report: Jenny

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Jay Reimenschneider

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At approximately 8 pm, 5/18/05, one half blotter of LSD was taken orally.

I want to write about my experiences with Jenny, a girl who lives in my dorm. The first two times that I had seen Jenny, we held a comfortable eye contact as we walked past each other in opposite directions.

On our third encounter, I engaged her in conversation. I maintained a funny attitude and smiled a lot. It went very well. It was at this time that I had learned that she lived in a room just down the hall. Instead of asking for her number, I told her that I’d be seeing her around.

I talked to her again tonight. I can’t recall precisely what was said, but know that the basic elements were there. The small talk that we made was focused on her and what she was doing. I asked her if she’d like to hang out sometime and got the number. xxx-xxx-xxxx.
 

"She Wants a Man, Not a Boy"

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.

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Originally posted by Jay Reimenschneider
At approximately 8 pm, 5/18/05, one half blotter of LSD was taken orally.

I want to write about my experiences with Jenny, a girl who lives in my dorm. The first two times that I had seen Jenny, we held a comfortable eye contact as we walked past each other in opposite directions.

On our third encounter, I engaged her in conversation. I maintained a funny attitude and smiled a lot. It went very well. It was at this time that I had learned that she lived in a room just down the hall. Instead of asking for her number, I told her that I’d be seeing her around.

I talked to her again tonight. I can’t recall precisely what was said, but know that the basic elements were there. The small talk that we made was focused on her and what she was doing. I asked her if she’d like to hang out sometime and got the number. xxx-xxx-xxxx.
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Alright Hunter,
What in the hell does a half dose of acid give you. Oh yeah, nothing. Not that I'm condoning drug use here. So she has a single room and you have the number. ****ing great. You gonna try to act like your freaking out like a fat samoan attorney later and pull a knife. Maybe a little white rabbit in the bathtub, I dont know. Yeah great seriously from the tone of your post you got nothing accomplished that led you anywhere without the courage of a drug you aren't actually experiencing. Hold off and try to **** her while she and you are sober than post about it.
 
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Yer, so what did the LSD do for you brother? Nothing?
 
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I thought LSD meant only one thing- Limited slip differential.... :D ..sorry..but i couldnt hold back..
 
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