04-05-2017, 07:18 PM
Currently running v3.1b. It's like.. day 7 or 8 or something.
I've neglected this journal for awhile because I've been out enjoying life and just letting v3.1A and B bring ridiculous amounts of prosperity and abundance into my life. I've wanted to post for awhile, but then I keep remembering all of the things I forgot to post and I start to feel completely overwhelmed.
So... I'm going to skip a bunch of stuff and talk solely about the crazy happening from today. Then, as I go along with further journal postings, I'll hop back and talk about the sheer amount of attraction I've received since starting v3.1b. For those of you that are actually executing and not willfully stonewalling the script, you'll understand that we are almost at the design goal. I'm getting some of the most ridiculous responses -- things that have never happened to me before, not even on the most potent of pheromone mixtures.
My new assistant started today. Blonde. 6.5 / 10. 7 on a good day. Thick (but fit) thighs, nice round ass, gorgeous smile. Pilates instructor on the weekends. Most likely an ENFJ or ESFP (too early to tell, and I didn't get to interview her because I'm new too... even though she's MY assistant, but whatever).
We're in a temporary space right now while moving office buildings, so we're in an open air area. Keep in mind there's like 25 other people in the room within earshot. I sit down at my desk beside her. She immediately leans over and says, "you smell so good." I'm not wearing anything special. Ralph Lauren Polo Black. Shannon makes fragrances, I'm sure he can chime in and confirm that Polo Black ain't nothing special.
It took me so far by surprise that I didn't know what to say other than "thanks!" My mind was in work mode. I suspected she was getting hit by either the standard sniper or SRS -- as she's clearly the hottest chick in the room. Her first day, before she even got there, I was sitting at my desk and all of a sudden, I began to feel my body grow hot. Moments later, my co-worker brought her around the corner.
Anyway, I ended up getting stuck alone with her -- COMPLETELY ALONE, as in no one else in the ENTIRE building for about 30 minutes. She began to engage me in idle conversation. She started asking me about music -- telling me that she respected how curated my playlists were (which gave me a wtf bc wtf, people care about other ppl's playlists?). I mean, bunch of crap. And I sh*t you not, she stared deeply in my eyes and licked her lips no less than five times.
Then... I felt the DMSI bubble. It took everything in me not to start making out with her. She got really close to me, was putting her hand on my arm when I was talking about how often I stayed in the gym. And then... the lights flipped on. Cleaning lady. Was soooo relieved.
She invited me out this weekend to meet her friends... and her boyfriend. Which I find very suspicious. But... she's kinda hot and probably has hot friends so I'm sooooo doing it. Before anyone asks -- no, I'm not f*cking my assistant. I actually really like this job. I'm doing well and I'm due for a huge bonus that I'm putting away for my "move back to Cali and become a filmmaker" fund.
On another note, I broke it off with the boxing coach's daughter. She was getting clingy and demanding. Saying really irritating things. I've tried to break it off three times over the last week, but she keeps texting me. I finally invented a girlfriend and said that was the reason we couldn't talk anymore. Which of course, didn't work. It made her want me more. She started getting angry, claiming that I told her I didn't want to fall in love and demanded to know what made this new woman so "special." And I'm kinda like, yo -- I'm not going to justify why I chose one person over you. So I sent her a nice goodbye text... and she just... won't... stop... texting.
F*cking DMSI!
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This is in addition to all the crazy shit that went down -- like the time I walked into the martial arts gym and all the women just stopped and started staring with googly eyes. I know I need more clearing because I get nervous when this shit goes down.
Or, my fine ass asian neighbor with three kids. When she ran into me, how she broke into the hugest (and cutest) grin and couldn't even look me in my eyes.
There seems to be this group of people that want to undermine the development of this sub after we've come so far. My life is amazing right now, and it's only going to get better with MLS 5.5 and DMSI v3.2. You should want to have an amazing life too. But instead, you're so hell bent on being "right" that you're actively sabotaging your own development.
Let's picture a reality where DMSI fails. What happens after that? You pat yourself on the back, gorge on some cookies and go on to lead a sexless, mediocre life. Congratulations! You have now failed to reach your maximum potential as a human, all because you just HAD to be "right."
And about what? That auras don't exist? Or, under no circumstances would you be the type of person that women would desire and chase. Why are you betting against yourself?
You answer those questions and you'll probably get results. I know 4Kingdoms has asked multiple times why I seem to get better results than a lot of people (and not anymore, some of you are really slaying). It's because I'm fully invested in my will and my vision. Not some ego-centric sense of "rightness."
You go be "right." I'll live out my dreams.
I've neglected this journal for awhile because I've been out enjoying life and just letting v3.1A and B bring ridiculous amounts of prosperity and abundance into my life. I've wanted to post for awhile, but then I keep remembering all of the things I forgot to post and I start to feel completely overwhelmed.
So... I'm going to skip a bunch of stuff and talk solely about the crazy happening from today. Then, as I go along with further journal postings, I'll hop back and talk about the sheer amount of attraction I've received since starting v3.1b. For those of you that are actually executing and not willfully stonewalling the script, you'll understand that we are almost at the design goal. I'm getting some of the most ridiculous responses -- things that have never happened to me before, not even on the most potent of pheromone mixtures.
My new assistant started today. Blonde. 6.5 / 10. 7 on a good day. Thick (but fit) thighs, nice round ass, gorgeous smile. Pilates instructor on the weekends. Most likely an ENFJ or ESFP (too early to tell, and I didn't get to interview her because I'm new too... even though she's MY assistant, but whatever).
We're in a temporary space right now while moving office buildings, so we're in an open air area. Keep in mind there's like 25 other people in the room within earshot. I sit down at my desk beside her. She immediately leans over and says, "you smell so good." I'm not wearing anything special. Ralph Lauren Polo Black. Shannon makes fragrances, I'm sure he can chime in and confirm that Polo Black ain't nothing special.
It took me so far by surprise that I didn't know what to say other than "thanks!" My mind was in work mode. I suspected she was getting hit by either the standard sniper or SRS -- as she's clearly the hottest chick in the room. Her first day, before she even got there, I was sitting at my desk and all of a sudden, I began to feel my body grow hot. Moments later, my co-worker brought her around the corner.
Anyway, I ended up getting stuck alone with her -- COMPLETELY ALONE, as in no one else in the ENTIRE building for about 30 minutes. She began to engage me in idle conversation. She started asking me about music -- telling me that she respected how curated my playlists were (which gave me a wtf bc wtf, people care about other ppl's playlists?). I mean, bunch of crap. And I sh*t you not, she stared deeply in my eyes and licked her lips no less than five times.
Then... I felt the DMSI bubble. It took everything in me not to start making out with her. She got really close to me, was putting her hand on my arm when I was talking about how often I stayed in the gym. And then... the lights flipped on. Cleaning lady. Was soooo relieved.
She invited me out this weekend to meet her friends... and her boyfriend. Which I find very suspicious. But... she's kinda hot and probably has hot friends so I'm sooooo doing it. Before anyone asks -- no, I'm not f*cking my assistant. I actually really like this job. I'm doing well and I'm due for a huge bonus that I'm putting away for my "move back to Cali and become a filmmaker" fund.
On another note, I broke it off with the boxing coach's daughter. She was getting clingy and demanding. Saying really irritating things. I've tried to break it off three times over the last week, but she keeps texting me. I finally invented a girlfriend and said that was the reason we couldn't talk anymore. Which of course, didn't work. It made her want me more. She started getting angry, claiming that I told her I didn't want to fall in love and demanded to know what made this new woman so "special." And I'm kinda like, yo -- I'm not going to justify why I chose one person over you. So I sent her a nice goodbye text... and she just... won't... stop... texting.
F*cking DMSI!
This is in addition to all the crazy shit that went down -- like the time I walked into the martial arts gym and all the women just stopped and started staring with googly eyes. I know I need more clearing because I get nervous when this shit goes down.
Or, my fine ass asian neighbor with three kids. When she ran into me, how she broke into the hugest (and cutest) grin and couldn't even look me in my eyes.
There seems to be this group of people that want to undermine the development of this sub after we've come so far. My life is amazing right now, and it's only going to get better with MLS 5.5 and DMSI v3.2. You should want to have an amazing life too. But instead, you're so hell bent on being "right" that you're actively sabotaging your own development.
Let's picture a reality where DMSI fails. What happens after that? You pat yourself on the back, gorge on some cookies and go on to lead a sexless, mediocre life. Congratulations! You have now failed to reach your maximum potential as a human, all because you just HAD to be "right."
And about what? That auras don't exist? Or, under no circumstances would you be the type of person that women would desire and chase. Why are you betting against yourself?
You answer those questions and you'll probably get results. I know 4Kingdoms has asked multiple times why I seem to get better results than a lot of people (and not anymore, some of you are really slaying). It's because I'm fully invested in my will and my vision. Not some ego-centric sense of "rightness."
You go be "right." I'll live out my dreams.
