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Friday
Mar042011

Understanding How to Shift the #Power to Relational Equality

 #TalkNerdyToMeLover's Jordan Harbinger

A man can be doing his own thing, comfortable in his own skin and then a relational element such as a Playboy model can walk in the room and his behavior changes; his energy and power shifts. This is because of his relationship to her SOCIAL POWER; the illusion, the mask. If he had a relationship with her suppressed alpha NATURE instead of social adaptation, then he would start getting places with women consistently. Sex is a byproduct of a pre-existing relationship, NOT right upfront with women.
 The equation CAN be balanced without being her social equal (which isn’t even sexual).

The single most important thing for men who want to become bona fide ladies’ men is simply not to be thrown off in relation to this power. It’s to accept and represent that he really is her equal and to communicate it. He has to balance out his relationship to her power and represent it behaviorally.
 This is what women want and are desperately lacking in their options today; real men who can be themselves around them.

Yes, this ‘relational equality’ is by far the #1 thing; more important than his looks, social status, pick-up lines, scripts, personality or anything else.  It’s the ability to maintain your behavior around other elements and people of power.  It’s not about being nervous, shifting your agenda, and creepily acting nice or paying for her attention to ‘get somewhere’ with her.  It’s to be yourself but in relation to the most powerful and beautiful people. This rare trait will get you more action than any seduction technique and it’s a RELIEF to women to trust you so THEY can open up.  You have to have this power conditioned because it doesn’t start with your ‘acting’ around her; she already knows. It’s before, during, and after your communication with her. They’re judging you fast when you approach.

Once you achieve relational equality and your energy or physiology isn’t thrown off around the hottest woman in the world, it will open the doors to unlimited pussy, love, affection, joy, memories, and shared experiences with other people of power.  Those men who possess this relational equality (ie. naturals and other people of behavioral power) never have to worry about their love life and have all kinds of women chasing after them with just a little bit of proactive effort.  They don’t have fear of women or of other powerful people. They can approach, attract, meet and communicate instantly with women. Then, other levels of communication can flourish because the woman is receptive.

Relationships of mutual trust can actually start instead of being prevented. Women instantly trust my energy because it doesn’t waver in relation to them. It opens the doors. I am the rock and this one quality has yielded untold results with women in the last 3 years.  Why? Because I have achieved the alpha male trait of relational equality.

How to do it? 2 words: relational mastery.

So, to have the results with women and in life that you dream of, this relational equality is the single most important ‘tool’ you can have; being the behavioral equal to other people or sources of power because THEN a win/win interdependent relationship can start.

Losers with women have disempowered relationships and beliefs. They are predictably the conditioned response to the stimulus of social alpha or inner alpha women instead of being independent and valuable as their equals.  After all, everything is relational anyways and if we’re not ‘aware’, then we’re ‘ignorant’. It’s time to become aware of behavioral relational dynamics to accelerate your real game because otherwise you’d be going blind into the pits.

Women are just more powerful and looking for their equal in power with the men in their life. Isn’t it time to become powerful and be the man you were supposed to be? Countless women are waiting.  But if you’re not dealing with energy and nature and instead focusing on what most of seduction does; social tactics and inner game..it’s going to take a long time to ever achieve the consistency someone like me does with women. That’s because women now have the social and inner power right upfront so you’re left to struggle balancing it out on the 6% of interpersonal and social dynamics.

So, unless the man can truly be centered in himself in relation to all of this social value which he believes is sexuality, there’s going to be a lot more angst, frustration and failure with women. And a LOT of focusing on the skillsets that seem to be where it’s at but actually matter the least.  And, in the mind of man; until there is a balance in his relationship to all female power (before he approaches), the fear is going to be there in the approach because he is haphazardly out of control in relation to her social value and power.

She knows what he wants..it doesn’t matter how he calibrates because his is weak compared to her power and chasing the wrong thing but a woman will never tell a man this. Remember, HE’S SUPPOSED TO KNOW and he doesn’t, it’s not the man for her.  He is not powerful, he is not her equal and thus no matter what pick-up lines, training or scripts he runs, it’s really child’s play. She’ll wait until that powerful man who truly respects her as an equal (in energy) comes along and she’ll be open to him even if he has many other lacking traits.

The fact that I have high value traits across the board on top of relational equality = very effective with attraction and ‘dating’. I’ve got countless stories and I don’t really go for average looking women.  Women fall for bad boys because they have relational equality first and foremost. They also have high natural value which can bring out her own sexuality in relation to HIM. And they’ll do this in spite of his other traits.  Fortunately, now there is great opportunity for real, balanced men that women are looking for…we just have to step up and accept our power to truly BE the equal of women (instead of ie. emulating brute jerk behavior).

This seems impossible when viewed socially because a million men would sleep with her over you. That’s why understanding relational dynamics (relational mastery) and harnessing your nature and energy as a man are more than enough to be the answer to what women go for and desire. Getting physical is the standard.  The value of nature and energy is far greater than your inner game.

With enough physiological congruency (meaning BEHAVIOR, not acting), it doesn’t matter what you say. Yet if you’re lacking the behavioral power the women you approach have, you’re stuck to making up with weaker verbal and social communication where can easily reject you and aren’t attracted.  That’s why there is so much focus on it in the seduction and dating community.  And unfortunately, most men continue to logically look at what ’seems’ to be the thing to do and many dating experts will keep promoting the exact same tactics that will keep selling but don’t necessarily work; what to say, ‘how’ to approach, self-affirmations (that seem like a lie to his brain), ‘acting’ techniques, etc.  You will have to change your beliefs and then condition yourself into a more natural reality and I show guys exactly how to do it.

This is how you become behaviorally powerful and comfortable in your own skin around the women you want and then the magic happens.  It’s when you have a physiological relationship with the alpha nature of women that you too can have insane success with women. This will not happen by anything you do in First World life by default. Even the seduction community is so far off from this. I would daresay say that Zan is the only one that comes close to what I’m talking about. It’s a different direction (yet with masculine POWER) that yields the results men and women are looking for.  I call it ‘Natural Game Dating’ and I teach ‘how’ to achieve this behavioral power.

You have to build and develop a relationship with nature and energy itself to become a true rockstar (ie. without the social status and despite your level of inner game). When you have that confident, stronger (natural) reality (as I do) around women, you become fearless, comfortable, powerful, respected, insatiable, admired, lusted after, loved and chased.The dream can become a reality and the faster you understand that the sexuality of women is nothing like you ever thought, the more results you will have with women and more power to bring out their repressed sexuality smoothly and naturally.

If you liked this post, check out this episode: Episode #103 Value Revisited Part 1

#nerdsunite

Wednesday
Mar022011

#NoRegrets: When to play the "I love you card" 

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @SaintPepsi

Many of us hold the words, “I love you” in high regard; higher than almost any phrase we have in our language or any any language for that matter. Recently, Ashleigh and I have been working on an article about the phrase, “I love you.” So, that has left me thinking a lot about love ... how people interpret it, and when it happens. From what I have seen we tend to hold on to those words till we absolutely know we can say them and receive them in return. There is without a doubt a level of fear when it comes to playing the "I love you card." Does this mean you aren't in love with someone before you say it? The heart wants what the heart wants. We can't control it's desires any more than we can a caged rabid pit-bull. Love isn't a choice we make. It's not something we can decide to do at our own discretion; love happens and we have to deal with it. We have to press those feelings down or let them explode out of our mouths like word vomit.  Deciding when to let them loose is the real game.

So lets say I've been dating a girl for about a month now and we are really clicking.  I know I'm fond of her but do I love her? It's not about whether you do or don't, if you start a relationship then isn't it your intention is to love that person? It's not to hold your heart back just in case this isn't the one. They are all the one. If you go into any relationship holding back on wanting to be with someone for fear they won't love you back you will never find love. Still we bait our time and wait to say it. It's nice to be sure you love someone. What you are really waiting for is when you are sure they are in love with you too. If you are really romantically invested in someone you love them. End of story. You have given them a piece of your heart. You want to share parts of yourself with them to bridge the trust gap. So you can let them see the person inside you, that you want so desperately to be loved. In fact we should start our counting of anniversary months; as often young relationships do based around when you both agree you are in love with each other. Not when the relationship starts. Lets face it holding on to dates is really confirming that you are in love with the other person. So start it around something that matters. The first time you both agreed to love each other verbally. Not when you decided to try each other on to see if you fit right.

There may be soul mates; but to say you can only fall in love once is the biggest pile of steaming cow shit I have ever heard. You fall in love over and over again through out your life. Generally, it isn't convenient. Sometimes you will fall for a person in a relationship, a person with drama, a person with baggage, and or crazy tendencies. Worse still are people you haven't even met, the beauty and curse of social media is it establishes amazing connections that are based only on communication and inherent trust that this person is who they say they are. Thank you skype for your ease at confirmation of self. Still you meet people that are so perfect for you yet live so far away. The fantasy is of the possibility that this relationship becomes a reality and tangible. This can easily be filed under love as well. We can't help it, it's not our choice who we fall in love with. We only get to choose how and when to tell them about it. If you are my friend and we have talked for hours over the weirdest range of topics I will tell you right now, I love you! If you are a girl that I like and that I am actively perusing chances are my heart fell for you already I'm just waiting for my mind to catch up and make the verbal call.

It's the oldest form of wall building. Stopping yourself from saying you love someone. Fear of being hurt is as powerful as acceptance of love. Building up walls to keep your stoic demeanor. Giving that flash of being ok when you know you're not with the person you want to be with. Laying on one side of a bed wondering what it would be like to have someone close enough to touch.  That connection, that desire we all hold on to. That's the end game.  The life you lead should have one regret, that you didn't say you loved someone when you did. Truly, this is the one thing you can always look back on and recall as something you should have done. Lost chances, lost passions, and lost time spent pining. Everything else in your life, bad decisions, missteps, and wrong turns. Sure you can call them regrets but they all fashioned you into who you are right now, but they are lessons in life. Not telling someone you loved them when you did though. That can be lost forever. That moment when you both look into each others eyes, knowing that you both want to say it and you see the wheels in your heads turning and telling you not to- to protect yourself, and then later leaving and kicking yourself for not acting on that moment. That is always regrettable. Take your moments and live them with out regrets. Tell that person you love them and if they don't respond. Oh well! They know it now. It's their turn to address their own walls. No regrets, no lost chances. Love life! Live life. 

#NOREGRETS

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Friday
Feb112011

#Randombling: That Nerdy Chick

Randombling: A 5 minute long unedited random stream of consciousness produced by a nerd for nerds.

#nowplaying: Born This Way- Lady Gaga

Bah. What a week. Lots lots lots going on. Again, making a conscious effort first and foremost to get more out of my own head and be more of service. Very serious about that, since goodness, that is not how I want to come across AT ALL. Appreciate the community calling me out on it. I just see these things so INCREDIBLY black and white ... how to make this work, and that work, and what trend this is going to be. It freaks me out, when I tell these suits what I see and their jaws drop. It's like wait, you can do that?? So much of Hollywood just has NOOOOOOOOO idea what we are capable of in the tech world. It's so rad. BUT, again, out of your own head Jen. It's entertainment, we're not curing cancer.

5 lbs down and 1 gym rat badge earned. I've started jogging in the morning just to be in nature, followed by hitting the gym almost every night. It's a lot, but I love it. I'm DEFINITELY getting more stamina and can feel my body again which just feels AMAAZIINNGGGG after sitting for a year. I've just never felt so physically unhealthy. I was raised a very active kid, and never really stopped moving ... until last year. Great for the site, bad pour moi. Balance. I gotta have some balance. Balance is the hardest thing for me to ever have. I am just such a balls deep person. When I get into something, I am INTO IT, and work my ASSSSSSSSS off for it. I love being so passionate, but I think part of maturity is figuring out how to still find balance with the rest of your life as well. HAHAHAHA maturity ... wtf is that??

Speaking of balance, taking things uber slow with the new boy. He's not on a "break" from that chick in the traditional sense (ala Ross and Rachel). I can't explain it to you all without revealing details of their relationship that is frankly no one's business but theirs ... I respect it, and it makes sense to me - so I'm going with it. I have to let logic dictate this one. Which is so hard for me, since I constantly want to romanticize situations, but those unrealistic expectations are what get me in trouble. Fuck you, Disney. Never liked you anyway. I'm just at the same time a FIERCELY loyal creature. If I like someone, like I like this dude, I very literally cannot even fake something with anyone else. Even a date! Dude, not a SINGLE date this week. I can't message any of these dudes back. It's compounded by the fact that I can't afford shit, so I'm not gonna go out with a guy, have him buy me a drink and be like oh yeah - peace out homeslice. I can't do that. If I let a guy buy me a drink, dinner, whatever, I'm interested in him. My brain doesn't want to be interested in anyone else right now. I also recognize that competition is incredibly healthy ... but then all I have to do is look at my twitter feed, or Facebook wall. That shit must drive a dude nuts! I KNOW through and through though he can handle it, he OWNNNNSSS his shit. It's such a turn on, ugh. I'm just scared ... I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO scared. But I am incredibly confident that mental sanity and logic can still be maintained even while letting your own walls down. I'm trying man, he's definitely chipping stuff away, but there's no friggen guarantee in anything on the other side! That is BAT SHIT! Then again, what are guarantees ... I didn't have it with this site - risks keep you on your toes; I'm just not used to taking a risk with my heart. Calculated risks ... I'm ALLLLLL about the calculated risks!! I'm stoked to have a new friend in my life, and I have to keep reminding myself that both feet stay firmly on the ground. Again, bless this site and stuff we're doing with the pilot, I can at least drown myself in mountains of work ... ugh, he's so hot. Stop thinking about him, Jen.

Got invited to another party at the Playboy Mansion later this month. Thinking about going to livestream now that I know from Halloween where I can and can't get feed; and worst case scenario, I'll take out my Flip and ask a friend to film. Love me some Playboy.

Speaking of parties going to a singles party in downtown for Valentines day, btw!! WAHOO!!! Bringing my friend Leslie too, since I know she just broke up with a boy ... I'm like GIRLLLL this party = bananas. Lots of cute boys, but incredibly chill, not normal LA dudes ... and this loft is just baller.

But yeah, lots of meetings about the pilot next week, we're pretty much in full throttle mode at this point - and I am onnnneeee happy camper. You have no idea how much I am looking forward to getting out of couch surfing. I love it, and am CRAZY grateful that I haven't paid rent anywhere since April of last year, amazing adventure, but really fucks with you psychologically. I need an off switch.

I'm EXCITED NERDSSSSS!! Good shit, man .... good shit. K, off for a jog. Peace love and lollipops to all!

xoxo #nerdsunite

 

Thursday
Feb102011

Pick Up Line O'El Dia

 

Girl you must own a paper factory cause you sure can make white stuff outta wood.

Sunday
Feb062011

#WTF: About this weekend ... can I get a rundown?

I don't really know how to describe how awesomely weird my weekend was.

I present to you ... my best attempt:

Started off on Friday. I got invited to this event with a Laker, limo, and champagne ... as if that wasn't enough, the active ingredient was adventure, so you know me - I'm game. The meet up destination was in Santa Monica, I'm in Hollywood  ... my car's not registered right now ... (thank you LAPD with your parking tickets. I do adore you ... I really really do. MWAHHH) so ... I had to take a bus.

 

Was on the bus for about a half hour, before this total creepy mcgee rockin a 1992 House of Pain World Tour jacket  came up to me. Mind you, I'm rockin a dress, a cardigan, spirithood, kickin sunglasses and vans. I didn't exactly fit in, you could tell I was going some place rad. He sits down next to me, almost cornering me if you will - and just goes to town on questions.

Him: Who are you, you look familiar - where do I know you from. You look like a character, you look like someone I should know. Are you in the biz?

Me: What biz would you be referring to?

Him: The music biz. I'm a record producer. I know I may not look like one because I am riding a bus, but this is a first for me. My car just broke down. I live behind the Chateau Marmont, I'm going to the Grammys next week. I'm a real music producer you know. I have insurance. 

He then proceeded to take out his Anthem Blue Cross health insurance card.

Yep, I shit you not ... he showed me his insurance card.

He talked a mile a minute, clearly a lifelong coke head, but had reached a point in addiction where it was manageable to a certain degree that he didn't grow wings and start to fly away. Or at least if he had wings, he was very good at hiding them.

He talked and talked and talked ... in fact he talked so much, he made me miss my bus stop.

I'm kind of a go with the flow person, so I just shrugged it off and said, my ass has gotta do some walking now I guess! Nice to meet ya 1992 House of Pain World Tour duderino.

He then grabbed my phone. Big mistake. Don't fuck with my phone. Ever.

I cracked a smile, thinking oh you old dinosaur, you wouldn't even know how to use it. He then turned and said, how do I use one of these things?

He handed the phone back to me, and started shouting out his number, and said he wanted to meet up next week at the Grammys. He's not nominated this year, like he is most years. Incredible, since of course, I was able to tell him that I am in the music business.

Got off the bus, and called my friend - who was going to take us to the limo. Yep, I was going somewhere in a limo with free champagne, to meet a Laker.

Got in the limo ... and OMMMGGGGGGG I was so excited! The interior matched my SHOES!! Totally unplanned, and totally awesome.

*nerdy happy dance*

RADDDDDDD!!!!

It's the little things in life, and odd moments of coordination are enough to send any nerd over the edge, *sigh*

We finally arrived at our destination in Orange County, and it was this weird e-commerce internetting thing. It's sort of like affiliate marketing, but a total pyramid scheme. Like no joke. It works for my friend, because she's a hustler, but no disrespect - 95% of people will be taken by this thing. They make you pay like $300 to start up, and $99 a month ... but the woman who ran the presentation was on WAAAAYYYYY too much adderall. Girlfriend was sellin, and no one was buying. It was super creepy too, she'd ask questions like - who doesn't want to climb up the corporate ladder? Who wants more free time? And the only people that would respond were people in their own organization.

I thought, OMG they're totally trying to get me sucked into this weird affiliate marketing cult.

The psychological conditioning these people were doing was LITERALLY out of this world. Prolly from Uranus or something, the people there are a bit freaky. HAHA! Dude, I've never prayed so hard for super powers; I wanted so badly to melt into the floor Alex Mack style and go right out the door.

At one point, she goes, and we've recently updated the stores ... yeah, we've changed around CODE!

*insert dramatic buzz word hand signs*

That's like saying, and then we spoke at this thing and we used ENGLISHHH!! Crazy bitch, shut the fuck up about shit you know nothing about! Oh and when she tried saying, and we can help you with THE twitter, and THE facebook, I was 2.5 seconds away from throwing down. Don't fuck with my shit, bitch. Take those words OUUTTT of your mouth, spank you very much! You are the problem, not part of the solution when it comes to ignorance in social media education. ::frowny face::

I instead opted to put on headphones and drift away to my happy place.

Then AC Green from the Lakers started saying something, but I wasn't listening.

His mouth was moving, but all I heard was Q- Feel Dancing in Heaven.

Happy place Jen ... Happy place.

When all was said and done, I snuck back into the limo. I just wanted out out out of there. One of the owners of the company, asked if he knew me from somewhere - that I looked familiar ... I have one of those faces, I replied. There was no way in HELL I was going to admit to ANYONE on the interwebz that I was there. OMG OMG OMG OMFGGGGG no.

Then, I got dropped off back in Hollywood, where I had a hot OkCupid date. Literally. Dude, he's a super cutey patootie pants. A writer, a bit loco, but in the fun way. We met up at the Piano Bar, and had a really good time. Cool dude, but we're different people. I'd love to be friends with him, and kick it with him anytime - boat loads of fun, no joke - but there wasn't chemistry. I just wasn't feeling it. That is the ONEEE variable online dating metrics cannot account for. You either have chemistry, or you don't. I can very literally get along with anyone, and people tell me their life story within 10 minutes of hanging out - but it's not very often I can go toe to toe. To date someone, I need to be able to go toe to toe.

Then, came Saturday. The day that would change ... well, my weekend.

Lemme back step a few first. So, I always look at my visitors to my OKC profile to understand how I am falling in their search. See, I have TNTML all over that thing, it's great! I get a lot of traffic, but it's only as good as how visible my profile is. I do a bit of dating profile optimization to understand their algorithm and figure out how to manipulate it to be seen as often as possible. Sneaky? Sure! But hey, it works! I can tell by how many visitors I've had on any given night how effectively things are working. The other night, it was a slow night - I only had 4 hits. But one of them caught my eye, this dude was crazy stupid hot. Totally my type. Clicked his profile, and looked and we had 94% match, 94% friend, 1% enemy. I've been doing this all day everyday for 7 months, I have NEVER EVER EVER ranked that high with ANYONE! It said he was online, so I messaged him:

It was a total OKC fail, because apparently, he wasn't online. BOOO!!!

The next morning, however, he popped online and messaged me back. He said something along the lines of, what did you think of the email I sent? I was like what email?? I then went to my TNTML mail addy ... had nothing. Obviously had nothing on OKC ... I was all, whatchoo talkin' bout Willis?

He was floored. He said, you messaged me without reading my email? Again, I was all ... umm yeah - hello you're hot, and we're crazy compatible, I want to have nerdy babies with you ... or at least a lot of hot sex to start.

Flirtatious banter went back and forth for about an hour, then his email arrived in my inbox:

 

 

 

I'm not even kidding you, a tear formed in my eye somewhere. That was the sweetest, most heartfelt email I have EVVEERRRR received. Not even just on OKC, that was the sweetest thing anyone, anywhere, has ever said to me.

We swapped digits, and arranged for an afternoon date. After having read the site, he recognized my liking weird and random dates - so he suggested ice skating.

Fucking Brilliant.


Dude - ice skating dates are awesome as long as you, the duderino, know how to ice skate. I held onto that mofo for DEAR LIFE! I'm not a very touchy feely person when I'm getting to know a dude. I analyze a lot about him first before I'll ever go in for a touch. This was just instant - I AM HOLDING ON TO YOU FOR DEAR LIFE! I haven't been ice skating since I was 12, at Veterans Skating Rink in West Hartford, CT (WEHA REPRESENTTINNNN!!) It was a total trip, and thanks to him, I didn't even fall once. Massive brownie points, and incredibly smooth.

After about an hour, my ankles were straight up KILLING me, as I'm not used to using those muscles ... so we got back in the car, and he had to get gas.

After filling up, he pops back in the car and turns to me and says, this car is a hybrid. I get about 400 miles on each tank - this one is now full. We are going for a drive. Is that cool?

Adventure?? Is that you calling? Hello? Dude, you're totally breaking up ...

YESSS!! I exclaimed. FUCK YES!!!

 ... And we're off ...

I'm now in a car with a guy I met 3 hours ago, going up the PCH to a destination unknown, and I really don't care. 

The sun started to set, and OMMMMMGGGGGGGGG it was beautiful. SERIOUSLY!

 

My dad taught me to enjoy sunsets (as is evident from this video I did for him) ... so its this thing that I have. I make a conscious effort to watch the sun set everyday. This dude had no idea- it was AAHHH-MAAAZINNNNGGGGG!!!

We drove and drove and drove ... and decided to settle on driving to Santa Barbara. He had never been, and it was the perfect, not too far, not too close place for us to kick it. It screams, hey we're spontaneous without us requiring a passport or a boat load of coffee. Then, I remembered having driven to Santa Barbara so many times before, that it gets pretty desolate for a while. Fearing we were near that point, I popped on YELP, and searched for the closest place to stop to grab some grub.

I'm from Connecticut ... me and seafood go together like mashed potatoes and tobasco sauce. YUMMM!!!!!

I had the grilled fish tacos, super super SUPER delicious!! That place was SOOO GOOD, and is apparently a staple. Who knew! I was just enjoying the company.

He is so fucking hot, and has no idea. There is really nothing that turns me on more. Commercial beauty in any capacity is just a waste. Commercially attractive people tend to rely on just their looks to get by. It's all about how you rock what you've got. He's got a whole lot goin on, and he rocks it all so so well. I'm not even kidding, I wanted to take him right then and there ... rawwrrrrr!! Patience Jen, patience.

60 hormone calming minutes down later, we were back on the highway. I then asked if I could play this song that's been stuck in my head all day. I was honestly testing more of his reaction to my eclectic, on permanent shuffle, taste in music.

I hooked my iPod up to his AUX cable and played this ... 

and he started JAMMING!!! (check) passed test.

We share a mutual love for Phil Collins, so this was up next:

Followed by another personal favorite, which was PERFECT considering what we were doing:


seal---crazy

He jammed to all three, and ate it up. Even remembering that there was an Alanis cover of this song as well that he enjoyed. Where the fuck did you come from, kept bouncing around in my brain. I am a huge huge huge huge huge music lover. If you get my music, you get me. It's pretty much a nice one two punch. Dude, he got it.

We drove for a bit talking about life, love, and our adventures prior to our current one. Smart kid, he's 25 - which is weird because you'd SWEAR he was 35 by the way he talks about life. He even at one point said there really are no negative experiences, it is all about how we interpret the situation.

If I had a chair to fall out of, I would have fallen out of it. Amazing. He gets it.

We were then nearing our destination, so I popped back on YELP to find a hotel where we could crash for the night and have some hot nookie. I handed him back the iPhone, and he found one that was reasonably priced, and had very good reviews. He called. They had 1 room left, their master suite, but because the front desk was closing in 30 minutes, she was able to give us the room for about 70% off. I thought it was some weird joke at first, because *pffftt* who does that happen to, and hotels are KNOWN for doing weird things like that when you call. But we arrived, and oh no - she was very right. We had the master suite. 

It had a fireplace ...

and a kitchen ...

and a BED!! I got to sleep in a BED!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!

We settled in, which was really just an opportunity to grab a quick brush of the teeth from the fishy eating ... and then headed out to scope out the night life on State Street.

It didn't have a FourSquare checkin, but no worries citizens of Santa Barbara ... I am a super user, so I can create venues. SCORE!

Two Blue moons later, we popped back on over to the hotel for some nook nook. This guy scares the bejesus out of me. 25% of me wanted to continuously bone him morning noon and night, and eventually just take up shop in our hotel master suite ... the other 75% was scared. Really scared. Really really scared. I have a big heart, but I don't give it out easily; I have intimacy problems that I am working on addressing. I don't just "date" people, unless I can go toe to toe and have nothing but radical honesty. I can go toe to toe with him. FOR SURE!! That scares me. It's easier to just casually date a bajillion dudes from OKC, its harder to allow yourself to be caught.

Everything with him was so effortless, he gave me the BEST FIRST DATE EVER without even trying. We both stayed totally in the moment, and went with the flow. That was EXACTLY what I posted on the other day, I wanted to find someone that did something based upon inspired thought, not a Hallmark commercial.

THAT'S EVEN MORE NUTS!! HE DIDN'T PLAN A THING!!!!! IT WAS ALLL INSPIRED THOUGHT!!!!!

After lots of hot nookie by the fireplace, and many many many other places ... we fell asleep. He woke me up this morning to the sound of Sussudio playing on his iphone, which I had been telling him about the night before. AMERICAN PSYCHO! EPIC!

We then searched for a place to have breakfast on the beach, as I had expressed just how AMAZINGLY beautiful Santa Barbara's beaches are ... unfortunately, the reviews for the one breakfast place on the beach was super super super lame-o, so we decided to hit up Silver Greens instead. One that was VERY highly rated. SUPPPERRRR yummy breakfast place, but one of those cafeteria type style things. Similar to Tender Greens in LA (are they a chain?) ... the cashier asked if it was for here or to go. To Go, he said. I looked a bit perplexed thinking, hmm guess we're going back to the room, no complaints! He turned and said, let's take it to the beach! Fucking brilliant.

We then drove to the beach ... and this is where we had breakfast ...

 

Amazing, right? This guy not only just gave me the BEST DATE EVER, it was hands down the most romantic gesture I have ever seen in my entire life. You couldn't make this up; the OKC metrics don't lie, man!!!

Now I'm back in Hollywood. About to go do this interview thing ... and I'm scared.

Like really scared. Like really really really scared. I don't date people, it's this reflex that I have after having my heart broken so badly. Fortunately, I very rarely meet dudes that I want to date, so its this wonderful thing of - HAHAHAAHAHAHA guys are lame, so nah ne nah ne, if I can't find someone, I can't get hurt again. This guy is the great white buffalo. He's different, and if I let him pass by it would be based on fear. I'm never one to stay in a place of fear for long. He's just so passionate about what he does, and he's SO GOOD at it too! I know because I google stalked him before the date, as we were ranked SO high that I thought he might have created the profile based upon how he thought I would answer vs. who he actually is. Oh no, that is him. He is awesome.

What to do ... what to do ... I got caught off guard, and I hate it when that happens. I have no choice but to just go with whatever this is. No expectations, just going to let things be. Thank you internet for being so wonderfully random. Who knew having a website, and a profile on OKC would have given me the GREATEST date of my LIFE! 

I'm excited. I think I found a partner in crime.

#nerdsunite