It was wonderful. Check out the view.

View from the 24th floor

The buildings nearby

A lot of guys think that if they get the fancy, sexy apartment with the most wonderful view, the hotties will naturally be attracted to them because of their wonderful abode. Unfortunately, it doesn’t work that way.

You may stumble upon a random chick (with the lowest self-esteem on the planet) that will be impressed enough by such that will accept your weak invitation back to your place. But so what??? That has little to do with you as a man and as a human being.

You as a man should be able to attract a woman based on you being you. Not because of the car you drive or the view from your balcony or the jeans or shirt or sport coat that you’re wearing at the moment. None of that matters after she realizes that you only have one sport coat or one pair of jeans or that your dad is paying your rent on the apartment that smells like feet.

What really matters is that you’re a cool guy who can help her enjoy life as much as you’re enjoying your life and that you enjoy her company as much as she enjoys yours. What really matters is that you can playfully tease her and she can understand when you’re joking and laugh too. What really matters is when it’s just you two left on the earth, you two will be happy with each other.

Homes and apartments and cars and shoes and pants and watches and jackets and spinning rims are all temporary. They are the ultimate distraction from the things that really matter in life. You should have something about you that goes above and beyond the material things that won’t be there if you lose your worthless job where you are easily replaceable and that you don’t like going to anyway.

What’s most important to you in a mate?

When most guys go out to a bar or something, they end up hanging with whomever they came with.

Usually when I go out, I end up talking to a bunch of people I don’t know and becoming fast friends with random people.

But on the same day which I almost DIED!!!, I talked to some hot 40 year old lady while I was waiting on the bartender.

Then I ran into Lurch from The Junkies. I guess ran into isn’t the most accurate way to put it. I kinda stalked him in the Frontpage. But either way, I got a picture.

Then I talked to some girl who was visiting from Miami that was either really drunk or really liked me because she said she’d give me a tour of Miami whenever I come down there. Too bad I hadn’t really planned on going that way.

But maybe it was just my t-shirt. This is Ashley, Antonio’s wife.

THEN I hung out with Bruce Willis.

On the ride home, my passengers fell asleep. Lucky for them I was in a good mood from almost dying that day or I would’ve…

On an unrelated note, I met Cakes from The Junkies today plus got a Junkies t-shirt and shot glass. And I didn’t even have to almost die!

Let’s say we’re out at a club. If one person out of the group starts talking to a girl, another guy out of the group feels like he can try to steal her from you before you even get in good.

I first noticed it when it happened to one of the other guys in the group. I thought it was odd because I usually hang with better wingmen than that and hadn’t seen that among friends. But I figured it was something that they do.

I figured since they knew each other pretty well, it was a part of their game and they were all okay with it. But I started seeing sideways glances at the one guy that was doing it the most.

To me, that’s counterproductive and detrimental to the game and to friendships. Once I realized what was happening, I decided to handle my business away from the group.

What made it even worse was that the only thing the main girl-stealer was successful with was scaring girls away.

Sad.