Resistance setting in. Took a nap, woke up angry as hell. I'm feeling a little punchtastic, like I could go for a run and just knock out a few people that thought the new Ghostbusters movie was actually worth a sh!t.
Like seriously, I just wanna go to the park, find some nerdy looking dudes with "this is what a feminist looks like" on their t-shirts, ask 'em if they liked Ghostbusters and if they say yes, just LEFT HOOK THE F*CK OUT OF EM and then run away, screaming
"COOOOLD BLOODED" while they shed tears of impotent sorrow, whispering "
b-b-b-but, what about Obama...?" beneath their breaths.
It's a really weird manifestation of it, haven't experienced this before. It's RAAAAAAGE based (as opposed to depressive -- the other form I've experienced), but this time, it's prompting me to take action on certain issues in my life that I've been ignoring. [EDIT: Optimus Engine?] Simultaneously, I'm infuriated at the fact that I have to "perform" so much to attract women in the first place because they aren't worth the trouble. I mean, I get it. Men are entities of action and expansion. I fit that description. But, this marketplace is seriously skewed, and women that are beneath my league are overvaluing themselves.
After one day of running DMSI v2.3, I'm sitting here like -- wtf am I doing this? Go run the BASE 4g and UM you bought and worry about women later. I mean, I think we can clearly sum this post up as:
chaos, you're the type of guy that needed the v2.2 healing.
Yes, I know. But I'm wondering if I can brute force the disdain out of existence through carpet bombing?
[loads iTunes]
Haha. Yeah, this is probably a REALLY bad idea.
[double clicks DMSI_V2.3_Experimental_Ultrasonic_Subliminal_(Silent)_60_2_1]
You're right. I know. I know. My parents have been telling me this my whole life. I don't know what's wrong with me, man. It's like, I see instructions and my mind instinctively says, "hey, you should TOTALLY not follow those."
[calibrates volume]
It's as easy as just hitting the stop button and walking away from the computer?! Dude, that's like... I gotta move the mouse and click the mouse buttons and then like, stand up and stuff. Much easier to just... do something silly.
I also ended up disqualifying #3. On CMB, you can include icebreakers with your opening message. As you saw in the picture, her's was some generic buffoonery about Wikipedia binges. So, I made a joke about that -- something along the lines of wikipedia being the closest thing to digital crack. She responded with: "wikipedia? who said anything about wikipedia?"
I'm thinking that she's not serious. Then I realized that she was. Then I realized that she's a med student at Duke. Then I became very terrified that it's possible that she could actually... like, work on me one day.