Not On Your Level

We've all heard this. Often times its a put down. It's demoralizing and condescending. It deflates the best of hot air headed folk. But on the flip side, we may have used this against others whom we felt weren't up to our standards. We may have thought of using a little bit more tact or come across as being a bit more careful in the decline of said advances. But in the long run, it didn't come across as such.

One thing about the practice and use of "The Level" is that not too many people want to admit that they encounter somebody on a higher level than they are. Think about it. Those rare occassions where you meet somebody and they are just doing the damned thing. They got respecable, if albeit high, goals, and have achieved them. They are "credentialled" and "upstanding" people.

"Damn!!! You got a full ride to Tulane Law? That's some good shit!!!"

or

"You own your own business with just a high school degree! And you're about open up a 2nd location? Keep doing the damned thing!!!"

These are but just some examples that I have come across where somebody is "not on your level" in the way that they are above you according to your own standards. Yet, you feel as though pursuing them might bring them down and hence, make them lose a few notches on their belt or some officer stripes off the shoulder. I've had it happen once. I met a girl and she was really down to earth(at first) and personable. Open and conversational. But as the conversation went on, I came to hear her speak on what she's doing and where's come from. Needless to say I was way intimidated. I felt like shrinking into a corner and assuming the fetal position.

"We're not worthy! We're not worthy!!! We're scum!!!!"
(c) Wayne and Garth

You've seen the movie!!!! But yeah.... Do we have the humility to see others as above us? As thought they have reached what we aspire to be? Really meeting somebody that has a lodge and spa on the mountain top?

This has worked....

get on your knees.
make sure she's on her back.
kneel on her right side
keep her legs @ a greater than 45 degree angle (they will be involuntarily thrashing about in a minute...be careful. knees to the head kin of hurt.)
put your left thumb directly on her clit.
(Lick it before placement though)
revolve thumb in counter-clockwise circles
insert 2 fingers into the vagina, palm up, (either the middle/ring combo, or pointer and middle, either one does the trick. I prefer middle/ring for maximum penetration.)
your fingers should focus on the inner wall, like 4 inches or so below her belly button
like you are beckoning a wayward child, gently move your fingers towards you in a CLOCKwise direction, like your telling her orgasm to come here.
lean over and suck a nipple every now and then.

every now and then she'll buck like a bronco...ride it out, maybe some finger popping until she chills for a minute
then.
back to thumb and finger treatment.
flip her over into doggy, go deep
back to forth, by now her thighs are trembling...let her rest on on your right shoulder
key things to remember:
nipple attention
keep going until she has collapsed onto her side in a quivering heap of post climatic sweat and energy

GANGSTA SHIT:
lay on your back and ask for a glass of kool aid
if she doesn't have any in the house, she will get dressed to go drive and get some.
the end

Staying Committed

Remedial shit that I've come to believe in Part 1

Example #1
Staying committed to one's goals is hallmark of adulthood.

I wanna stop working out! I really do. But I need to lose the fat. I would like to get down to 185 by the end of the calendar year. That is my goal. The 2ndary goal is 200. All thes come on the heels of my Fiscal New Year's Resolution. You know how people do the whole NYE reolsution things. Well I decided to do mine when businesses and corporations start their new year, July 1st.

Well it was aactually July 5th. I had to gorge myself at The Taste of Chicago/4th of July Weekend celebrations. You just can't go cold turkey with such culinary delectibles about to spring forth...Hell Fuckin Naw!!!!!

So I've been on it for 2 weeks now. I just finished my first full 5 days of weight lifting and cardio exercises. I do 5 days of Cardio exercises and 3 days of weights. Each day I do 20 minutes of Cardio. Shit gets tiring, man! I get out of bed and start my day off doing other things and subliminally trying to get my mind to conveniently find an excuse NOT to go to the gym. It never works because the righteous side of my brain always tells me to leave my locker lock on the ashtray to my car.

But Im starting to see results. My jawline is starting to come back!!!! I haven't seen that since 1998! I have the picture to prove it!!!!

In the larger sense, such action help me to become more accountable for my successes and failures. Failures aren't hard to cope with for me. its the successes that I have problems with. I can't handle them the proper way that is most optimum for continues success. instead I play reserved like as if such a thing is no big deal. I may even defer the credit to somebody else. At times one who didn't even do shit!!!
The opposite happens with failure. I have no qualms being the fall guy or taking responisbility for the unmet results of a situation or program.

I can easily take not finishing a project but I have in the recent years never comleted one. i can't stay doing that!!! What the fuck do I look like? At least that is what my conscience thinks. I know I should be doing better than *this*. People know that I am capable of doing better. now it is just a matter of me showing people that I can do better.

Attraction vs Seeking

On a few occasions, people have wondered what types of women do I attract and who am I attracted to. I attract chicks that have "nothing to lose" and I am attracted to chicks...

There is no other way I can explain the latter.

I really don't put forth my qualities that attract women without my initiating "the dance". I usualy play it cool and stay reserved to the point where I can observe and see how somebody is when interacting with others. Yeah, I scout the talent. If I see somebody I like I make my entrance with a conversation starter-like comment. Or I see to it that I spend a little bit more time around that person to do some more observations in the future. Look, some people can be free with it others, such as myself, have to have more of a gameplan!

I don't go for "perfection" or a set-in-stone standard of qualities. One by one, I find a quality that I like or a persoanlity trait that I find to be interesting, and go from there. I have my likes and preferrences(a butt, eyeglasses worn every now and then, a sense of humor, etc.) but even those aren't always what draws me to women. It could be other traits not often associated or used primarily for attracting men that will pull me closer to you. Rather it is something that piques interest. I don't usually find it interesting that a girl just goes to class and studies. I do that too, and that shit is not very interesting.

You can't look at my dating history and see a blatant pattern. I like to believe that you really have to search to find a common theme in my dating partners. I like to think that I approach things in relationships as building from the ground up using one thing, trying to see if there is another, and another, and another item to build on top of the prior one. It doesn't always work.

Caught up with an old friend

I got an email from a friend of mine that she was going to be in the "area" this weekend starting Thursday. She's pretty popular and for those that missed her, such as myself, we needed to know that she was going to be here. Also, that her time was going to be limited due to the amount of people she had wanting to hang out with her. I can't be mad at such a thing because I'm pretty sure I do the exact same thing whenever I go back home for a few days. I can't catch up with everybody and alot of people want to do things with me.

This girl was a good female friend back in the early days of Mizzou. She was from Orland Park which is synonymous with Ice Cube's line "Living way/ NIGGER GO HOME/ spray painted on ya house" because it is so fucking far from the City. She was a good girl, free spirited like Freddie from "A Different World". Kind of like a white girl trapped in a Black girl's body, but cognizant that she would have to be able to interact with Black people eventually on a functional level. She graduated 3 years ago and in that time she did the teaching English in Japan thing as well as Fulbright Fellowship to Prague. Now she's getting her master's from Georgetown while doing non-profit work for The Discovery Channel.

This sounds like a winner to me......

Thing is though, she reminds me too much of my sister. Alot of people know that guys tend to be attracted to versions of their mother or grandmother. BUT, there are few who also tend to be attracted to versions of their female siblings. I'm starting to believe that I am of that few. She was the first instance where I realized this. Scary at first, but then I talked to my Mom and she explained the whole thing to me. Mom is the best!!!!

So Thursday rolls around and I give her a call. Just to see if she made it in and a safely. The whole London Bombing thing was on our collective minds, anyways! I left a message and waited for a call back. When that didn't happen I called her again a few hours later. We arranged to me up "for coffee" Friday morning. We met for coffee and cinnamon rolls at Panera and we talked about various things and DC lifestyles. I was unaware of the networking trends there and now that I know about them I may reconsider the relocation there within the next year or so. I like to base things on merit not just who one person knows. Actually merit outweighs connections but both entities are required to get around and ahead. Yeah.....

But all the while we are talking I begin to notice the similarities again between her and my sister. They both got chubby and are hella motorized. Both are slightly anal retentive and gossipy. I guess I'm really just attracted to the "action" in their personalities. However, the thing I don't like about my sister is her mood swings and bitterness. If I can avoid that, then i may end up marrying somebody like her.

Just a scary thought.....

Wha...Wha...What's ya fantasy?

So I'm talking to an old friend from last summer and the conversation leads to sex talk. We reminisce about last summer and the things we did. Good times! last sumer that is....

The conversation leads to fantasies and ideal situations as I like to call them and she said that she never did get to cook me breakfast BUCKY NEKKID!!!! WTF? She goes into the scenario she's dreamed about. All the while I'm listening to her talk, I start to thinking about it and i want to do it!!! I really need to make this happen. With her....

So she's looking into flights for later on this month.

Detour from Memory Lane

I can’t get Minnie Riperton’s “Memory Lane” out of my head. Especially the opening line of “I stumbled on this photograph…” which I can’t seem to get past. Really, life has imitated art now that I have come across some photos of an “ex” that were lost. However, this event was good for entirely different reasons. As Minnie sang, she was discussing with her love the good times that were shared between them and that they were still together to create more. Myself on the other hand, well, I had no opportunity to do so with this chick. It was just the cement to create the proverbial sidewalk that allows me to keep it movin'.