Quagmire911
Master Don Juan
How much fish oil are you getting in?
And I hope that was a joke about double time at the gym...
Quagmire
And I hope that was a joke about double time at the gym...
Quagmire
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
5 1000mg caps in the morning and the same at night. And no, I am not joking about double time.Quagmire911 said:How much fish oil are you getting in?
And I hope that was a joke about double time at the gym...
Quagmire
You don't need the double time, it doesn't work like that. 10g fish oil is a good start but I would recommend you doubled the dose at some point.KarmaSutra said:5 1000mg caps in the morning and the same at night. And no, I am not joking about double time.
Karma READ this again:KarmaSutra said:MEAL 3 - 3 dbl cheeseburgers no bread
meal 4 - can of whole tomatoes
I'm eating the natural peanut butter in between breaks.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
increase your fibre intake. aim for 2lbs of assorted (green) vegetables a dayKarmaSutra said:My stomach felt like I was going to give birth to a bowling ball so I haven't really eaten today. However:
No man! I'll eat a couple of tablespoons twice a day or so. Jesus, who the fvck could eat a jar of peanut butter everyday? That's a fvcking brickmaker worse than morphine.Warboss Alex said:increase your fibre intake. aim for 2lbs of assorted (green) vegetables a day
keep tabs on your peanut butter intake. it's okay to eat but if you're eating a jar a day then umm.. forget about losing weight. lol
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
I just bought 2 jars of real organic ground cinnamon so I'll give that a try too. I take cinnamon capsules every day with my pills but haven't really seen any significant gain.Bible_Belt said:This is a good thread. Good luck, Karmasutra.
fwiw, if you go to www.whfoods.com and type in 'insulin' in the search box, you will get a list of foods that have natural insulin-regulating properties. I have read about third-world diabetics too poor to afford insulin who have been able to regulate their blood sugar by eating a lot of cinammon.
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.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.