Alright so I’m up early and ready for action.
Last night was pretty silly just blogging myself into the ground trying to basically justify how little I could make and still survive so that I can twist my attention around from money and basically get on with my life.
Put like that it seems pretty unlikely, so it’s not as if it’s not a little ambitious, and not really a waste of time if it works out.
What else was I going on about? Ending up with no woman or some crazy chick who drives you up the wall. Forget that.
When I woke up this morning I recognised the issue was that I have no plan. I have no strategy to start meeting more women. That’s the issue. If I had a million dollars what exactly would I do?
Well a million is a bit different. But y’know. If I truly put my money issues behind me, how am I going to start acting differently?
I think was the point I was making – I have to start acting like a roller to become a roller. Flawless hygiene, stylish, and seen in the right places.
Do I really want to go to some swank hip joint and hang out there by my self, waiting to zero in on chicks? How creepy.
This whole game thing is a joke. It’s just way too cheesy and you think you’re going to meet any decent girls that way? Well maybe but it’s a lottery.
Except a lottery ticket you shell out some cash for, and you’re in the draw. Game you have to work on relentlessly night after night.
Listen to me. “oh its all so hard to become a millionaire dripping with ladies and with a fresh style on the creative scene” Well yes, it is kind of hard to be a huge success, balanced in all areas of your life.
But one must endeavour and endure, mustn’t one?
