08-22-2016, 02:38 PM
Just got back from the sports bar. Had grilled wild Alaskan salmon, broccoli and zuchinni for lunch with some butter for fats. Delicious. I can't get enough of the wild Alaskan salmon, I could eat it twice a day every day.
Sitting there, I had just hit myself with a loop of DMSI at max volume, and I was feeling it, and I quickly noted that I had a woman in her mid sixties by my side, sitting next to me talking. Bar was almost empty, but she comes over and sits next to me and starts talking.
Not long after that I look to my left, and note that another woman in her 60's-70's is smiling at me rather overtly. It takes her ten minutes to get up and start over, and she wedges herself between me and this other woman and starts showing me pics of her son... the one I look like. Yes, this one came back.
For a little while I had them both going, and I was rather amused at this. But I apparently insulted one unintentionally when she told me the fragrance sample she was smelling was flowery/girly and I laughed in response. It was a relatively unisex fragrance, to which had been added a hint of Madagascar vanilla (what she was picking up as girly) and several strongly masculine animalic ingredients (to make it significantly more masculine).
After that, they engaged in their own conversation, and didn't really seem interested in me until I left, at which time they seemed body-language wise to be not wanting me to go.
During this whole exchange, I was also observing the bar staff and the servers. The bartendress was S, who is very slender and very focused in and through her mind. She seemed relatively unaffected, although I noted that she referred to me by a more intimate pet name than what she was calling everyone else. Don't remember what it was right now.
I did note that two of the servers appeared to be affected. The two most attractive ones, both blondes and both with nice backsides, seemed to be flustered and unsure what to do about it. Almost like being that strongly affected was making them nervous. But it was hard to read them.
Now I am back at the office and I am still feeling the energy in my skin, it's as if I feel it as it passes through my skin, but I don't sense it outside myself as immolation anymore.
Sitting there, I had just hit myself with a loop of DMSI at max volume, and I was feeling it, and I quickly noted that I had a woman in her mid sixties by my side, sitting next to me talking. Bar was almost empty, but she comes over and sits next to me and starts talking.
Not long after that I look to my left, and note that another woman in her 60's-70's is smiling at me rather overtly. It takes her ten minutes to get up and start over, and she wedges herself between me and this other woman and starts showing me pics of her son... the one I look like. Yes, this one came back.
For a little while I had them both going, and I was rather amused at this. But I apparently insulted one unintentionally when she told me the fragrance sample she was smelling was flowery/girly and I laughed in response. It was a relatively unisex fragrance, to which had been added a hint of Madagascar vanilla (what she was picking up as girly) and several strongly masculine animalic ingredients (to make it significantly more masculine).
After that, they engaged in their own conversation, and didn't really seem interested in me until I left, at which time they seemed body-language wise to be not wanting me to go.
During this whole exchange, I was also observing the bar staff and the servers. The bartendress was S, who is very slender and very focused in and through her mind. She seemed relatively unaffected, although I noted that she referred to me by a more intimate pet name than what she was calling everyone else. Don't remember what it was right now.
I did note that two of the servers appeared to be affected. The two most attractive ones, both blondes and both with nice backsides, seemed to be flustered and unsure what to do about it. Almost like being that strongly affected was making them nervous. But it was hard to read them.
Now I am back at the office and I am still feeling the energy in my skin, it's as if I feel it as it passes through my skin, but I don't sense it outside myself as immolation anymore.
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The scientist has a question to find an answer for. The pseudo-scientist has an answer to find a question for. ~ "Failure is the path of least persistence." - Chinese Fortune Cookie ~ Logic left. Emotion right. But thinking, straight ahead. ~ Sperate supra omnia in valorem. (The value of trust is above all else.) ~ Meowsomeness!
The scientist has a question to find an answer for. The pseudo-scientist has an answer to find a question for. ~ "Failure is the path of least persistence." - Chinese Fortune Cookie ~ Logic left. Emotion right. But thinking, straight ahead. ~ Sperate supra omnia in valorem. (The value of trust is above all else.) ~ Meowsomeness!
