Another one..
So, another stall out for me. Out with Chet at Libation. Five very hot girls dancing together, made themselves known to us, the hot tall blonde girl in the group locking eyes with me and then me stalling out. Why? Unstalled as she was about to leave.
Conversation later with my cocktail waitress about this, asking why, after dating a lawyer, gogo dancer, strippers, escorts, actresses, hostesses, etc, why was I having approach anxiety. No answer, but good to get the question percolating.
Future said something about Talent and Skill. I have talent, but not skill.
Talent is born.
Skill is earned.
You must starve to acquire skill. More than that, you must stare at yourself with an unflinching eye, willing to say, "You need to unfuck that part of you!" while never stooping to level judgment. I never said it was easy.
I'm looking to develop skill. So, first move - I cancelled my cable.
One other note that was interesting - I was talking to CocktailWaitress about the stall-out at like 2am and I bleated that hotter women prefer hotter men, and more to the point, the beer belly that I developed over the last two years was hindering my self image. Her exact words were "women don't care about that." Interesting to note.
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You dummy. Of course women don't care about that stuff. Men think they do, so they end up judging each other on it. And like I've said before, for you all this is a lot more about proving yourself to other men (and hence to yourself). But you already know this so I'm surprised that you need a waitress (or a devilishly handsome and clever shrink) to remind you. We're on a mission from here on out.
Posted by: Chet | June 9, 2007 12:36 AM