Started off verry rough, with me insisting on reading about sleep and so feeling verrrrrrrryyyyyyyy tired.
See, I’ve trained my body to associate reading with the action that comes immediately before sleeping. Add to that my sleep deprived state and the content of the book being about sleep, and I found my eyes shutting off despite slapping my self and staring into the sun.
I’ll be doing further experimentation with reading to see if it will make me tired at all times, or if there are ideal situations for it.
Then I hit a café (after replacing my finally-destoryed laptop charger), and got to work on making some sales calls. After coming off sleezy too many times than I’d like, and getting quite a few stale answers, I finally found myself in swing and making awesome calls. I finished up, but then decided to make a final push and took two more.
The last one went from introduction to planned meeting without a bump xD.
I wrote down what made the calls so awesome:
“I find that the more I talk like complete equals, the better response I get. Even mentioning that we have a website or company name seems to sour the lead at first (probably because it takes away from the environment I’ve created of “We’ve called you because your special”). At the same time, acting submissive in any way is also a turn off (I think it reminds them strongly of how most Indian sales callers come off…very “may I lick you boot” ish).
Talking mono a mono is my sweet spot (and, coincidentally or not, the one I like the most)”
Next up, it was time to go to a meeting that a pair of master PUAs were holding in montreal. By god it was good to be surrounded by other pickup artists again. I have yet to meet another group of people (although I suspect entrepreneurs to come close) who are as dedicated to self improvement and the destruction of fears. Just being surrounded by them, I was engulfed in the vibe of the room. There were no social barriers, no one trying to one up eachother. Everyone was teaching everyone else, and not a single one of us acted as a weight.
It’s interesting to see how bad a rap pickup artists get. Maybe, someday, I will devote a blog post to explaining the beauty to be found in a man who is so in love with women, and so dedicated to enjoying his life, that he undertakes the life altering, mind reforming, constantly scary and limit pushing gauntlet of learning how to love women and have them love him back.
Then again, any action that distrupts the norm is instantly and without forethought attacked by the normal people. It’s just hivemind in action.
But I do wonder…what would the world be like if all men weren’t afraid to learn to love women. If all women had no reason to hate men who wanted to make love to them once, and leave feeling mutually great.
During this meeting, I had arrived late because my gorggy mind somehow didn’t associate 7pm on the clock with 7pm start-of-the-meeting, and I just sat in a café for an hour being zoned out xP. I had taken my 6pm nap and hour late, and then missed my 10pm in the throws of the meetup.
I went home to the property of one of the PUAs, who had offered to host me for a few days along with another (now friend) PUA, and immediately hit the bed.
I slept for 3 hours.
No worries, that’s not enough to throw me back to day one.
The lesson here is to remember that, while naps can (but shouldn’t) be adjusted by an hour or so, doing so will mean being more tired for the next few naps. And you definitely can’t do this twice in a row without a significant repercussion.
Now then, I have just come back from my morning ritual and am off to rock day 4.
Carpe more Diem!