X-Wing Intro
Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 8:03 pmIn my mid-twenties. Recently divorced. Met a girl when I was really young. She was practically my only GF. We admittedly had some very great moments, but at our core we had both settled with one another. The feeling of content satisfaction eventually shifted as we both matured and decided we needed different things in life.
Given that background, it's plain to see that I'm fairly inexperienced. But I'm ready to take control. I no longer want to have to depend on the circumstances of life. Most people meet women through a job, school, or a friend of a friend. Most people won't move, unless their job requires them to. Most people won't pursue their dream career, unless fired. And most people won't get healthy, until a heart attack.
I got turned onto pickup because I like the concept of not depending on fate. The events and people of my life should be of my own doing. I believe in steering the oar. Grabbing life by the pig-tails. I'm ready to propel this vessel forward, even if I do hit a couple icebergs along the way.
On several occasions I've flown Han-style (ie solo). I feel comfortable with situational openers. My routine is to get within cautious proximity and make some transparent comment. Within the midsts of these shakey pseudo sets, I can even start to get giggles and flakey numbers.
I haven't done a balls-out direct approach yet though. And the thought still fills my stomach with a butterfly swarm of biblical proportions.
On top of it all, I've voluntarily succumbed to orthodontic bondage. Yup, I got braces recently. Possibly nothing else in the world can clamp a vagina quicker. In earnestness, I know it's a self-limiting belief. I know this belief can be overcome and I'm honestly eager to quash it.
I'm not that bad looking of a guy either. I'm physically fit. I have a face better than radio, probably not good enough for TV, but definitely good enough for You Tube. Some girls tell me I'm cute, but the statement is said so apathetically that it instantly pigeon holes me into the friend zone. I think that can be overcome too.
Well, that's my melodramatic introduction. I have a lot of work to do. -- x-wing
Given that background, it's plain to see that I'm fairly inexperienced. But I'm ready to take control. I no longer want to have to depend on the circumstances of life. Most people meet women through a job, school, or a friend of a friend. Most people won't move, unless their job requires them to. Most people won't pursue their dream career, unless fired. And most people won't get healthy, until a heart attack.
I got turned onto pickup because I like the concept of not depending on fate. The events and people of my life should be of my own doing. I believe in steering the oar. Grabbing life by the pig-tails. I'm ready to propel this vessel forward, even if I do hit a couple icebergs along the way.
On several occasions I've flown Han-style (ie solo). I feel comfortable with situational openers. My routine is to get within cautious proximity and make some transparent comment. Within the midsts of these shakey pseudo sets, I can even start to get giggles and flakey numbers.
I haven't done a balls-out direct approach yet though. And the thought still fills my stomach with a butterfly swarm of biblical proportions.
On top of it all, I've voluntarily succumbed to orthodontic bondage. Yup, I got braces recently. Possibly nothing else in the world can clamp a vagina quicker. In earnestness, I know it's a self-limiting belief. I know this belief can be overcome and I'm honestly eager to quash it.
I'm not that bad looking of a guy either. I'm physically fit. I have a face better than radio, probably not good enough for TV, but definitely good enough for You Tube. Some girls tell me I'm cute, but the statement is said so apathetically that it instantly pigeon holes me into the friend zone. I think that can be overcome too.
Well, that's my melodramatic introduction. I have a lot of work to do. -- x-wing
