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<editorsnote> Nerds, meet my buddy Jordan; he's a dating coach. Wait, not like "a" dating coach ... lemme rephrase that, he is THE dating coach. He has a show on SiriusXM called "Game On" and he's a super smarty pants when it comes to examining social dynamics. No ... like for real. HIT IT JORDAN!!! </editorsnote>
#TalkNerdyToMeLover's Jordan Harbinger
Seeing is not believing. Believing is seeing. How many of you understand this statement? Basically you will not be able to see signs of attraction because you do not believe she is sending them.
How could you see them if they are not there? Is it in your reality that she could be attracted to you? If it is you would be able to see the signs and if you could not see them you could just assume that they are there.
The less of a structured reality you have the better, before I knew pickup my game was to sit at the bar where I knew everybody wait till a lone cute girl ordered a drink and I would begin talking to her usually skipping attraction and going into lame light rapport topics. If the girl kept talking to me for over 20 minutes I would assume she was attracted to me. I then would either pull the trigger there in the bar or ask her to leave with me. I lived close by. This worked on a very inconsistent level but worked with decent results (I was getting laid) nonetheless.
I just went for it, I figured what did I have to lose she either liked me or did not and had such a high confidence in myself from external foundations (music, job, friends) that a rejection never really bothered me on too big a level. If I felt bad about pulling the trigger I would call the next day to apologize which would always end with girls giggling saying what for? I would always see these girls again and we would laugh about it. I learned they expected it and liked that I gave it a shot.
After studying social dynamics for some time I got wise to isolating and reading cues and giving them reasons to backwards rationalize sleeping with me. In fact I would be the guy they would call when they wanted laid. No hang-ups just good fun.
Even in those early stages my reality was pretty open. Later when I started studying I had it completely blown apart and had decided to never put a cap on it to keep it open to every possibility. Why miss out on something because I did not feel it could exist. That is no way to go through life. It is one of the top five things to take away from all of the content out there on pick-up.
Your belief system needs to set up to aid you in your learning process, without it can be a fruitless experience. All the work you have done in the field can be flushed down the toilet because you will have failed to see the results that are slapping you in the face. You believe that beautiful women could not be attracted to you then you will be looking for those negative reactions.
You will need to reprogram your reality, your belief system. Some of the things you can do are:
Affirmations Positive visualizations (the perfect approach) Focusing on positives in set Assuming attraction in all social situations
Giving you little or no reaction is as good as a positive reaction. A woman’s signals are going to be subtle. She cannot be overt in her signs because she has her reputation to protect and does not want to be alienated from her social circle for being a slut. They are so subtle that by the time you had realized 3 she had sent you 20. So basically look at it this way. If she is still standing there she is still fair game to be gamed. She will leave if she gets bored.
This is why it is so important for you to assume attraction. This way you can concentrate on your body language without sweating every move of hers on whether or not she is attracted. Give it your all and by then end of your attraction set if she is giving you positive body language and smiling count it as a green light and move forward!
Jordan Harbinger is a Wall Street lawyer turned Social Dynamics expert. He is the owner and co-founder of The Art of Charm, a dating and relationships coaching company, as well as the co-host of 'Go Legendary', a men's lifestyle & social dynamics talk show. If you dig this and want to learn more from Jordan and The Art of Charm Team, then visit http://www.theartofcharm.com
Life never ceases to amaze me. Every time I sit there and get SUPER excited about a life experience or think that I'm going to get one thing out of an experience, everything then changes and I am left in this state of bewilderment.
I expected to go to a brothel yesterday and learn how to dominate my slaves better. All that I ended up with is the realization that I am done exploring. I have closed a very big chapter in my life, and I am now ready to move on.
Scooby doo beginning.
So, about a week ago now, my buddy hit me up and told me he was working this new job where he basically managed the webwork for this brothel.
AMAZING, I said at the thought of doing something super exciting and new.
I'm IN!!!
We then went back and forth for a bit on what was going to be allowed and what wasn't.
You can't take pictures, he said. We're going to have to bring in a professional photographer.
No worries, I said. I'm just down for anything and super appreciative for the opportunity.
I had been prepping people for the visit for the last few days with tweets and posts exclaiming how excited and slightly nervous I was ...
I may talk about sex in an extremely candid manner, but that is the scientist in me that wants to explore, play, and analyze. The nerd that got picked on her entire life still feels that weirdness.
That's actually why I love being a domme. I've never felt sexier in my entire life. It is this ... realization of power that I never knew I had.
I always trusted myself in business and always knew at the end of the day I could figure out something to just get shit done, but I always shielded myself behind that and kept all men at a distance.
Either way, I got a text yesterday morning that the car was waiting downstairs for me.
GREAT! I said.
I then left the penthouse and walked downstairs to a very fancy Mercedes Benz that was waiting.
Really? Really? I thought.
My buddy got out of the car and gave me a super big hug.
SO GREAT TO SEE YOU!!! He said excited. You look great!!
Thank you, I said back. I'm extremely nervous.
Don't be, he said.
I then got in the back of the car, and prepared for the 45 minute drive from the ranch.
The scenery was absolutely BEAAUUTTIIFUULLLL but the desolate nature of the drive freaked me out.
I kept thinking over and over, thank GOD I'm with my friend. If this was some random company that just wanted me to write for them I'd totally freak out.
Don't get me wrong it was totally stunning, but the options for body dumping were too great to not be considered.
Today is not your day to die Jen Friel. Just keep that chin up.
We then arrived at the ranch, and as we stepped inside I took a deep breath.
I'm not sure what I'm about to walk into, I thought, but I will make a promise to myself to at least keep an open mind.
We then went inside and were almost immediately greeted by the "front house manager" also known as the "madam."
<tangent> I found out that a "madam" is someone that has actually been a prostitute. This woman hasn't, so even though she's the main bitch in charge, she doesn't classify herself as the madam. </tangent>
She then showed me around the property. Immediately I was inundated with this serene and calm presence.
There is an energy here that is quite soothing, I thought.
So, what was your first thought about what a brothel is? She said.
Well, I'm going to be honest I admitted. I expected darkly lit rooms, smoke, and predatory women.
She starts laughing.
We get that a lot.
She then gave me a personal tour, showing me all of the suites (there is a hotel on the property as well, but the women are not allowed in there), fantasy play rooms, and bungalows (for more of the VIP "parties")
<tangent> That's what they're called, btw, parties. Not, hey, this is me paying to stick my penis inside of your vagina. Brilliant branding! </tangent>
I freaked out at the pirate room and the 70s psychedelic themed rooms.
This says a lot about you, said the madam. (Yes, I'm calling her that. It sounds way cooler)
What do you mean? I ask.
I found your triggers. You like to have a lot of fun and you are very open minded.
I started laughing, you are very right. You all must know so much about human nature and behavior with all of the chances you guys have to study working here.
She smiled.
We then went inside and I got to see some more of the themed areas.
There were jacuzzis, bathtubs, rooms for the GFE (girlfriend experience, which btw is the most popularly requested fantasy), and even an S&M chamber.
Jen is going to like this, said my friend.
I then got inside, and took a look around. My eyes lit up like a kid at Christmas seeing all the restraints, cages, and even master chair.
We are more of a house for beginners here, she said. There are loads of BDSM places in Vegas but what we offer here is an intro into the fantasy. It's less for lifestyle folks.
She then explained to me that their last domme had left last week, but I was welcome to talk to a sub today.
Not a problem, I said. I'm just super thankful for this life experience.
We then went back to the main sports bar area and were seated to have lunch.
I ordered a philly cheesesteak and surprisingly the food was quite, quite excellent.
Also not what I expected, I thought.
The madam then asked what I did for a living. I know you're a writer, she said but what is it exactly that you do.
Wow, she said. Look at your face light up as you talk about what you do. You're just like one of my girls except instead of having a sugar daddy you have sponsors. I guess corporate sponsors are your sugar daddies, she said.
I almost spit out my diet coke at that point laughing.
You're right, I said. There isn't that fine of a line between what I do and what these girls do … they just get laid WAY more often than I do.
She started laughing.
One of the girls was then called over to talk to us, and as she approached the table her beauty struck me.
(I expected all of the girls to look nothing like their photos online and to my surprise, they were actually prettier in person.)
Do you mind if I ask you some questions? I said.
Not a problem, she said. I'm an open book.
Great! I said.
How long have you been doing this?
Pretty much all my life. I got started as a dancer in Hawaii and then a woman approached me one day and said do you want to make real money instead of just dollar bills?
I then got into escorting, and did it in Vegas for a while.
The problem with that though is that you get caught all the time and are thrown in jail quite frequently. The fact that everything is legal here and the fact that we're all so close is quite the change.
Come on though, I said to her. You mean you guys don't fight? You have what …. 25 girls living here at any given moment. Really? NO fighting?
She started laughing. I'm not saying we all get along, but I'm saying I also found my soulmate here in the form of one of my very best friends.
That's wonderful, I said.
Do you ever want to have children? I asked.
I have kids.
Oh, I said feeling like an idiot.
<tangent> That was a very interesting moment, btw. There I was thinking working at the brothel would have impeded relationships and children, but look at that. She's got it covered! </tangent>
Do you have any daughters?
Yes, she said.
Do they know what you do?
No, she said. They're young so it doesn't make sense right now.
Would you ever want them to get into "the industry?"
I don't think I'd encourage it, but if it was something they wanted to do, then why not?
Have you ever had a moment where you just said you couldn't do this anymore?
Oh yeah, she said very honest and very open.
I cried after my first trick. I didn't know if I'd be able to continue.
Yet you did, I said.
Yes.
Do you save anything for when you are in a relationship? Like is there an act or a place you only let certain men touch?
Yes, she said. I only kiss the men I am actually dating.
That makes sense, I said.
Very Pretty Woman-ish.
Speaking of that, I said to the madam. What do you do when one of the girls falls for one of her "tricks?"
I tell all the girls a trick is a trick so it has never happened.
That is the proper terminology for it, correct?
Yes, she said. A "trick" or a "dude."
I start laughing.
Dude is one of my favorite words EVER, I confess.
It makes sense though, I continue. You're compartmentalizing it and disassociating the act.
Absolutely, she said. It makes me sad though when you watch these men fall madly in love with the girls. There is clearly something wrong with them and they seek an escape here.
For sure, I said. All attraction is based in like energy.
Yes, she said. Like attracts like 100% of the time.
We have some guys that come in here and are super conscious of energy to the point that they won't cum. If they are on a winning streak they can't release the energy. They will pay and make the girl cum but then leave. When they have a negative streak though, watch out, (and pardon the expression) but they will want to blow their load on everyone and everything.
How is that regulated, btw? The exchange of bodily fluid?
Condoms are mandatory, she said.
Even for oral sex? I asked.
Even for a hand job.
WOW! I said.
Yeah, you never know if someone has a cut on their hand, and all of our girls get regularly tested and are cleaned.
And what about when you are on your period? I asked one of the girls.
With Destiny and Riley at Sheri's Ranch (beautiful, beautiful girls)We have guys that come in specifically wanting it, but for most we will just put in a sponge and they never know.
That's incredible, I thought. Here I was thinking it just cut out your time spent here, but look at that! A fetish value add!
I then found out that while the girls are staying at the ranch they can't leave.
It's for health reasons, the madam said. The girls have all the amenities they'd need here, and this way they don't have to get tested again.
Makes sense, I said.
How long is the average stay for each of the girls?
Two weeks on, then two or three weeks off.
And do you guys have a rate card? How does the pricing work?
Each of the girls is an independent contractor, said the madam. They have to pay rent and for food, but other than that their pricing and negotiating skills are all up to them.
Is there a range? Can you give me some sort of something to have an understanding of how much money we are talking here?
She smiled. It's a lot.
I will have to take your word for it then, I said.
We then went into the main area and snapped some pictures of me and the girls together.
It was genuinely a fun environment and I couldn't stop commending the girls on being so honest and open.
Then, as we were about to leave, the madam informed me that the sub was ready to get together and talk.
Great! I said.
She's a bit more private though, so it has to just be the two of you.
I high fived my buddy and said no problemo.
We then sat down and immediately, like with the other girl, I was shocked at her beauty.
This girl looked like any homecoming, or pageant queen in Texas. Big blonde hair, big boobs, big personality. Not at all what I expected from a sub, I thought.
Hi, I'm Jen, I say outstretching my hand.
Hello, she says introducing herself.
So, what made you get into this? I asked.
Well, I come from a super religious family, and this for me is just my playtime.
That's an interesting way of looking at it, I thought.
And do your parents know what you do?
Yes, she said.
How do they feel?
They weren't exactly pleased about it at first, she admitted but they love me and they got over it. Plus, it's not like I sit there at the dinner table and say you're not going to believe what happened today!
I started to laugh.
We then talked about where we were from, and come to find out she has a house right near my hometown in Connecticut.
Such a small world, I said.
Then you totally understand the mentality of people like that then.
Absolutely! I just went back a few months ago for my reunion and everyone stared at me funny with black hair. They looked at me like I was this crazed alien.
She started laughing. Yep! I understand what you mean.
I then asked her how she felt about being a sub, and she said it was something she was just getting into.
I have the red, yellow, green system with my tricks, she said.
If I'm saying green it means keep going and that feels good. If I say yellow it means this may feel good, but let's keep trying. If I say red, it means STOP!!! STOP NOW!!!!
What do you guys do if someone is out of hand? I asked.
We have a panic button in the room, she admitted.
How often have you guys had to use it?
Not very often at all.
The madam chimed in.
I've been here 7 years and it's maybe happened 4 times.
Wow, I said. Not bad.
I then thanked the sub for her time and everyone else for their wonderful honesty and openness.
They then informed me that there was a limo outside to take me back. (Sheri's provides a limo service to and from Vegas.)
I said good bye to everyone while my buddy and I got into a limo and decompressed.
I don't even know what that was that I just experienced, I confessed. It was great, everyone was SUPER sweet and the girls were beyond my wildest expectations, but I just need to decompress I said.
I then put on my monster diamond tears headphones and got lost in the soothing sound of Enya's greatest hits.
As I stared out at the GORGEOUS mountain ranges I thought about everything I wanted out of my life.
All that I knew was that it wasn't this.
Sure, these "crazy" sexual adventures were fun (and the brothel was SO much more relaxing than I anticipated), but this isn't me anymore.
I want stability this year, I thought.
I've now financially grounded myself, but I'm ready for a relationship. I'm ready for more. How does one start cultivating intimacy? Where is the starting point?
Dating bores me terribly now. Do you have ANY idea how frustrating it is when a guy doesn't intellectually stimulate you? The root of the orgasm for a female is based in her noggin, so the fact that that part of me is so rarely stimulated means the rest of me isn't as well.
This basically makes my vagina like Survivor. To win it you have to outwit, outlast, and outplay.
Fuck, I thought. When does this ever end?
Obviously I use analysis as a defense mechanism, but there is also a very genuine curiosity that I have and this need to explore and play. How can I deny that part and be less guarded?
I caught myself in that moment tearing up.
I've come LEAPS and BOUNDS since it all began. I know FOR SURE I'm at a different place in my life now. Dude, even on my birthday!!!! I LEFT the "working girls" in that room with that dude. I was so disturbed by the entire scenario all I wanted was OUT OUT OUT!!!!!! I don't want these life experiences anymore, I want intimacy. I want it so so badly.
It's overwhelming for me too because I've put myself out there and made a living doing this, when all I want now are the quiet moments spent with good music, and good friends.
Even the other night. Instead of going out or throwing a wild party in our penthouse suite with a stripper pole, we all just sat around on our laptops listening to music and kicking it ....
I was happier than a pig in shit and the entire juxtaposition of having extremely intellectual conversations in front of a stripper pole MADE MY LIFE!!!
Who does this happen to, I thought?
I will always always always be a people magnet. My entire life I have attracted people's attention, and ALWAYS manifested an adventure when I wanted to, but now I seek the peace. I seek the quiet moments in between that don't necessarily need to be shared but still mean something.
I've said for a while that I want to switch my role to more of an adviorship, but now I'm mandating it for myself. I can't cultivate intimacy as long as I am having life experiences like this. Period end of sentence.
Do I think they're fun? SURE!
Will I send my best guy friends to Sheri's Ranch? ABSOLUTELY!!!
But me ... Jen Friel ... at the end of the day still needs to grow up and get my act together.
I don't want this anymore, I kept thinking over and over and now I am going to change it.
Thanks to the girls yesterday, in such an openly sexual manner, I learned the true value of intimacy.
Now THAT my friends is an epic life experience.
Thanks again to all the girls, and thanks to Sheri's for the time spent. I will definitely send my friends your way! xo
I've said this before, and I will SAY IT AGAIN, I am not not not a pro-domme or dominatrix. Period end of sentence. I am merely a guest in this wonderful community and completely elated at all of the opportunities that have been presented.
I was then corrected by a reader of the site who informed me that if I called myself a dominatrix it meant I got paid for my services. What I do with my slaves is rooted in lifestyle and not income. Primary source or otherwise, I don't give a flying fuck, that was just what I was told. My perspective was skewed based on that dynamic.
I totally get that escorts are clearly pouncing on the space and I'd genuinely be pissed too especially if this is something you believe in. I agree that prostitution should be legal (especially considering FIRST HAND how many of my guy friends have paid for sex) but that is neither here nor there. Clearly those girls are just capitalizing on a market.
I'm extremely, extremely grateful you sent me all of that information re: more of the private clubs to go to. The truth of the matter is, I'm scared SHITLESS to visit those places. I'm only going to a brothel in the morning because it's my friend that happens to be doing webwork for them. I've known him for 6 years and if he says I have to check something out, I will. I've been all over the country visiting sex clubs. I've found different experiences at them all. Some positive, some stories I will save for a later date. I'm inspired by the community and inspired by how much it is helping me come into my own skin as a person and as an entrepreneur.
Tributes are mandated in the community. Period end of sentence. It has nothing to do with the actual product (and this is coming from a minimalist) but rather the gifting process from something lesser than you. (See what I did there? "something" not "someone!") I will make certain slaves buy me shoes, but most I make run errands and get me my very specific drink from Starbucks. Everything in this scenario is psychological. It has very little to do with the end product. I could tell them to pick up trash by the side of the road and if they were given a command they would know to do it.
I genuinely cannot get caught up in the subtleties of it though at the end of the day. If I post that I am one thing, I will STILL get yelled at by everyone else that believes something else. I can say from a completely neutral perspective that I have found the labeling of it to be in the eye of the beholder. And that's what is GREAT about being a guest in your loverly community, I am merely here to explore, examine, and document a first hand experience. I cannot and will not speak for you guys. I am just Jen and this is what I am experiencing.
I will from this point forth continue to call myself a domme because I have come to a place where I identify with that experience. I will speak to the women tomorrow at Sheri's Ranch and find out what they call themselves, and then, and only then, will I further speak on that first hand experience.
All I know is that in exactly 12 hours I am going to be in a car on my way to a brothel to spend a day with women that are going to kick my ass and take names.
I am so. fucking. excited.
Yay life and yay open mindedness!!!!
Thanks for reaching out! Uberly appreciated!!!
Want to follow my live tweets/ pics and video of the experience? Follow @JenFriel on twitter. xo
Not for me anyway. I get SUPPPPEERRRRRR overwhelmed in crowds and genuinely LOATHE having to tour the floor. It's you and 200K of your not so closest friends bumping uglies and PEOPLE CANNOT WALK!! There are so many sights and sounds, and people turn into these invalent freaks of nature that are incapable of putting on foot in front of the other without stopping every 2 seconds.
It's a cluster fuck. Period end of sentence, and I CAN'T STAND IT!!!!!
What I do love about CES though is meeting more of you loverly people and getting to network and talk to new potential sponsorships. The community in general at these conferences inspires and enlightens me but the floor DRIVES ME INSANE!!!!
That being said ... I popped down there this morning to play around with some of the toys.
It only took me two hours before I was totally overwhelmed and seeking an escape route.
<tangent> Also too, you have to conserve your energy at conferences. You can't get exhausted on the floor and expect people to get excited to talk to you at all the dinner and late night meetings that go on. </tangent>
I walked out of the conference center and put on my monster diamond tears headphones.
I then reached down to grab my iphone and cue up songza.
Not only is songza curated based on your emotion or time of the day, but also your activity. I hadn't seen anything in the immediate concierge that struck my fancy so I flipped over to their "explore" tab to scroll through and find what I wanted.
I paused for a moment standing next to this big column and scanned the results. All of them were pretty awesome and extremely specific, but I was in the mood to listen to something S&M orientated. I had just gotten done talking to my buddy Ben about my day tomorrow at the Sheri's Ranch (SO FREAKING EXCITED) and I wanted to see if songza had anything applicable since I'm getting a little sick of my other playlist.
As I was typing in search keywords like "s&m" "dominatrix" and "sex" I saw a playlist calld Private Dance. This is PERFECT, I thought.
Then, literally out of no where, and before I could hit play, I hear someone say close to me "put some clothes on."
I look up and notice no one else around me except this weird looking dude with a mullet.
I then looked down at my outfit and was confused.
Sure my dress isn't exactly the longest one that I own, but is this guy for REAL?
My normal nerd self stood there for a moment and wanted to just brush it off thinking this dude is a whack job.
<tangent> BTW I am the WORST person to ever get in an argument with. I will never ever ever fight back or sling an insult at someone. It's just not my scene. Instead I remain extremely calm and start asking neutral questions to negate the scenario all together. It's the fastest way to piss someone off more sometimes, but if you can execute it correctly you will also be able to just remove yourself from the scenario which is always the best thing to do anyway. Never EVER take anything personal in life, nerds. I learned that from reading The Four Agreements after getting hit in the head with the brick.</tangent>
My normal nerd self, however, was not present in that scenario. I was getting into domme mode and you do NOT talk to a domme like that if you want to live.
I take EXTREME pleasure right now in making my slaves cry, so for this dude to get away with something like that was so not kosher for passover.
I took a breath and walked over to him.
Excuse me, I said a foot away from his face. Were you talking to me?
He took one look at me and BOLTED.
I started laughing.
It's called r-e-s-p-e-c-t mother fucker. Be grateful I didn't make you bow and kiss my boot.
Now, I have a jacuzzi in my bathroom and a chandelier.
Full sized dining room with views of downtown Las Vegas.
(That's our step and repeat for Thursday's sponsored party.)
I'm obsessed with juxtapositions. Even though we are in this BOMB ASS pad, I'm still making everyone at the party drink two buck chuck and PBR. I love love love the classy/ trashy themes. It's like if you're going to be posh at least still keep that shit real.
My bed is in the master suite. Yep, I have BED at CES ALL. TO. ME!!!
View from the main balcony.
And who else to share this with other than one of the loves of my life Ms. @StephBelsky
One day in traffic she randomly stopped this dude with an Aston Martin and asked him how he got the car. They then became friends and somewhere along the way he told her about this idea for a start up that he had with a few of his friends.
Amber said something along the lines of, I have this girl you need to meet named Jen. She runs this site blah blah blah.
I then had a meeting with the two dudes and they told me their business idea.
IMMEDIATELY I was interested as it was totally disruptive and was definitely going to make a lot of people uncomfortable. (My personal specialty.)
I then signed on (but also signed an iron clad NDA so I can reveal nothing) and low and behold I was then told who the cast of characters were that were involved in the project and my jaw dropped. To call this person a celebrity is an understatement. Total legend. Total, total legend.
So then naturally, we all gathered around at this person's house to get vetted once again. My position in the start up is project manager and adviser. Basically I'm helping them not only build out their tech team, but establish their branding, and formulate their digital strategy.
We were in this person's house and one of the dudes turned to me and said, if you ever need a place to stay in Vegas will you let me know? We have a condo there and it's yours whenever you want it.
So now ... here I am.
Obvi the second I realized all of this was more of a reality and less BS, I hit up our senior adviser Ben Parr and said dude, if you need a place to stay LMK, I have this massive pad.
Stay? he said. I'm good. But party? We need to throw one.
A party, eh?? I said back.
I then made sure it was cool with the dude, but once I got the green light, I hit up my sponsor for CES Songza (amazing. amazing. amazing. APPLICATION THAT YOU MUST DOWNLOAD!!!)
<tangent>Remember a few days ago when I had that idea for a music app built off of spotify? Well come to find out (thanks to you guys YAY CHAD!!!) it already existed. The CEO of the company then found my post and asked if we could talk. We then had a conference call and I asked if they had brand ambassadors. They said no, but I freaked saying WHY NOT!?!?!?! You have this amazing. amazing. product and more people need to know about it!!!! At that point we were just a few days away from CES, but I said fuck it, I have an idea for you. So, I pitched them, they loved it, and THEN I told them about the party and they really really really loved it. </tangent>
So, now here we are. Ben, Steph, and I are hosting a party on Thursday with alcohol sponsored by Songza and Tapiture, and playlists blasted by the awesomely curated content that Songza has to offer.
I am extremely, extremely blessed and grateful for this opportunity. To have gone and see the uh, "seedier" side of Vegas to now being in the extremely posh side is truly unbelievable.
Thank you to our sponsors and thank you for this INCREDIBLE opportunity and trust you have bestowed me with in not only your start up but with this home.
(And to payback the karma I have a BUNCH of nerds staying here!!!)
I am humbled to be a host this year, and even more humbled to be able to spread the word of products that I love.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Now let's FUCKING PARTY!!!!!!!!!!
(Because it is a condo security is absolutely everywhere. We have to have everyone on a list, but if you want to be added just email me: JenFriel at talknerdytomelover d c or send me a message on Facebook.com/JenFriel)
This is some seriously epic nerd-unitage.
Lesson learned from this life experience: When you work really hard, and you have a pure heart, and pure intentions - AMAZING things will happen!!!!! Wilder than ANYTHING you could ever dream.
Friday, January 11, 2013 at 6:43PM
Seeing is not believing. Believing is seeing. How many of you understand this statement? Basically you will not be able to see signs of attraction because you do not believe she is sending them.
