Tips on Getting Laid for the Shy Pt. 1

So, I have to say I have always liked shy, smart, nice guys who are kinda strange (ya! that's you Drongo) okay really strange. (Double yah! Drongo)

And I want you all to get laid. Often. It's a worthy mission, I think. Seeing as people with steady partners get laid more often than people looking, that's what you should go for.

This is all you have to do:

1. Give up on all your crushes. If you've been into her for a month or more and she hasn't noticed you, just cut your losses. You're not looking for someone who isn't into you. You are looking for someone who is.

2. Get out into the world. Go outside. Try to meet as many people as possible.
You're shy right? You are going to go outside for your own interests, just for yourself, and pretend that you are not interested in other people. People find this extremely magnetic. So, if you always liked to draw (even if you are not as good as you would like to be) go to the bar or the park or whatever, and bring your drawing pad. People will talk to you. If you like music, start seeing some local bands. Sports? Go to the local squash league games. Think dumb people suck? Volunteer to teach someone to read (yes I know that puts you in contact with dumb people, but you know, have a little compassion, they are trying not to be dumb).

3. While you are out there trying not to meet people and just enjoy yourself, try to establish eye contact with people. Don't stare. One or two seconds will do. Some of them will smile at you. Make a comment on something going on around you, but not on the person you are talking to. That will come off as a "line." Say what is really on your mind. If this is the worst squash game you have ever seen, say so. If it's a turn-off, who cares? It's a comment on the other person, not you. And besides, you are looking for someone who is into you, and you have to separate the wheat from the chaff somehow. This is how.

The Ethnic Greek Religion--Back and Badder than Ever.

http://www.religionnewsblog.com/7196

Generally, I have said I am a spiritual seeker--raised in an agnostic home. Right now my mom would say, "We took you to Unitarian Church!" Yeah, it was a great leftist discussion group, but that's about it.

To make a long story short, when I was nine, I tried to find something that was believable. I read Genesis, and it was clear to me that it was a story about two naked kids who wandered into some hunter/gatherer tribe's old hunting camp. When the hunters came back, they saw these naked kids, and said, "Get the hell out, and put some damn clothes on! Geez!" And after that, it was just war propaganda. To make a long story short, I read a bunch of books of different religions. One of them was a book about Greek myths, and it was like nothing else I had ever read--it was so weird I thought it must have some kind of primordial truth to it.

From then on, I worshipped Athena and Aphrodite, until my teens when I got into wicca (teens love magick!) and then finally just learned about different religions from around the world. I still don't know much about Indian--all those arms kind of freak me out.

I recently met a Greek woman who is a Neo-Hellenic, or worships the 12 gods, or is of the Ethnic Greek religion. And I decided to come home to that, and find some soul there. It turns out that Greece does not have religious freedom, and about 300,000 people are fighting to just express their beliefs.

I almost burst a blood vessel this morning...

Couple in casual business wear sitting together on R train. 8:10 am. He is slumped slightly forward, eyes shut. She is leaning into him.

Her: Are you ok?

Him: Fine.

30 second pause.

Her: Do your eyes hurt?

Him: No. I'm fine.

pause.

Her: Maybe you should start eating better.

He shakes his head slightly.

It took all my strength not to yell, "No lady, he is fine! We're all fine! He just doesn't wanna go ato work just like everyone else!"

Tears from Suki

I have been crying for three days now, because I recently realized I will not engage in a threesome. I think they're dangerous--and I had a bad experience once already.

I am not crying because my boyfriend is making me do something I don't want to do--I'd drop him like a hot coal if he tried to violate me that way.

I am crying because I am boring.