iqqi
Master Don Juan
Right.My Name is Nobody said:They can tell with the IP address.
And me and Davenjuan are one and the same, too.
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.
Right.My Name is Nobody said:They can tell with the IP address.
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.
iqqi said:I was actually going to post about a possible drinking problem I might have, but if anyone feels better, this thread actually inspired my gut to throw up for the last 20 minutes. I don't feel much better, however. especially since i threw up my advil.
oh.
and i have an alibi. I was actually on the phone with a sosuaver last night. I don't remember everything I said to him however.![]()
Righhtt!My Name is Nobody said:They can tell with the IP address.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Well who were you talking to and where are they? I come in peace.iqqi said:and i have an alibi. I was actually on the phone with a sosuaver last night. I don't remember everything I said to him however.![]()
thanks for reminding me of that debacle.iqqi said:Right.
And me and Davenjuan are one and the same, too.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Hey wait, the last time I heard I was supposed to be one of Mystery's minion. I need a scorecard.My Name is Nobody said:And I think Francisco is David D.
I might have to disagree (although, I am open to change my mind as I was already married at a young age and cannot relate to the "I rather don't have a relationship in my 20s" part). Here is why, men and women are different from a biological perspective.I'm not "buying" into any value system. I stand by the assertion that if you haven't had a "real" relationship by the time you're 30, there's something very broken and damaged inside of yourself. I will always stand by that. I've seen it time and time again..in women AND men. There are exceptions (bad luck, etc.) but for the most part it holds true.
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.
Hmmmm....you ARE a woman.HOMBRE said:The real men I know are completely their own men. They're not concerned with how the media portrays them.
Oh and...they don't watch Friends either.![]()
So we agree here. Yes, Real Women are/were wrong to be annoyed about how they're portrayed in the media. If they were Real Women they wouldn't give a rat's ass. They'd just be secure in who they are.Nighthawk said:They do if their girlfriend wants to.
Ok, stay androgynous if that's what floats your boat. But if you don't want to read my responses, don't ask questions.
I'll ask all the questions I want to. You don't have to answer. Any questions I ask aren't solely directed at you anyway.
But in short, no Real Men don't take their cues from the media, they just are. But were 'real women' wrong to be annoyed by how they were portrayed by the media in the past? And don't children need some guidance in their gender roles from society?
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.