psychoticpharaoh
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Anybody care? For what it's worth I'm a Knicks fan.:rockon:
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
Well, I agree they could use help at Center, but I see SG being a much bigger weakness for this team. These playoffs made the obvious stand out even more. Rose needs scoring help. It was almost painful watching Rose trying to take over at the end of the Miami series, when it was obvious he was completely worn down. It made him look like he regressed 4 years, simply because of the fatigue.Gaucho said:I think the Bulls need to get a good centre before they worry about a second guard. Noah can rebound, but other than that the guy really struggles.
Bulls fan here too, so power to you PDubb!
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.