Pretty much, collge rocks

Last night, at around midnight I was watching my roommate play catch in the hallway with his girlfriend, who was bound with duct tape. It was amazing. The night before, the girls across the hall (good friends of mine) were laughing hysterically for about 4 hours straight. It was impressive. Hyper doesn't even come close to describing them.

Last night (before the game of catch), I saw Robing Hood: Men in Tights for the first time. That is a wonderful movie. Mel Brooks is amazing. I need to find a copy of Young Frankenstein on DVD.

I've been reading a book lately called The Game by Neil Strauss. It's about pickup artists, and their lifestyle, written as a narrative. Great read so far. It's been making me think a lot. While I think it would be cool to be able to walk into a room, and get any woman I wanted within half an hour or less, the whole idea is a little morally wrong in my mind. In the book there's a part talking about the main character's interactions with a pickup artist who uses neural linguistic patterns to attract women (basically hypnosis, without the whole going to sleep thing). That seems wrong to me. Attraction should be of one's own "free will", as much as possible. If you can't attract women without something along those lines, maybe you should reexamine yourself. What are you doing wrong? What exactly are you looking for? However, lots of other things in the book make sense, like how to prepare yourself for going out to a club or something. Unfortunatley, lots of it doesn't apply at college. Most is based on the fact that you aren't likely to see the person again. No deal here - I go to a rather small college (1500 - 2000 kids). Oh well. One thing that caught my mind while reading this, was the comment the author made - "My view of women had changed." He says this as he is learning to become a pickup artist. He starts viewing women as targets as opposed to people. He sees the world in a different manner. Very interesting. However, I'm not quite desparate enough to seriously start considering learning to be a pick up artist (getting close - 7 months since anything!).

The topic of me whoring myself out came up again. My roommate and I were having a semi serious discussion about how relationships are fucked up as a regular thing, and how women, by nature are totally insane. Of course, in the nature of conversations, random subject jumps happened, we got talking about money, and how I had none, and he was like "Dude. Seriously. Male escort. Put an add in the paper." I laughed. However, we also came up with the theory that I should accept trades - pints of Ben and Jerry's Half Baked ice cream (best ever) for orgasms. That would be amazing. The problem is, again, advertising. My roomie said that I should put a bulletin or something out on Facebook or Myspace. The problem with that is teachers, administrators, and possible employers check those now. I don't want to be known as a male gigolo to a possible employer (unless I'm applying for that job). I dunno. I think I just want to get laid (and recieving ice cream would be a bonus).


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