They're Talking Nerdy Baby: #NerdsUnite

Alrite, before I slip back into my deep dark editing cave (reshoots will be the DEATH of me!!! I've learned so much being producer on this show. For reals, it's all about what you learn in the field ... second season if I get picked back up, so so so much I'd do differently. OOHHHHH lordy schmick-mordy!), I came across two emails on OKC this morning that totally didn't suck. Check ... check ... check 'em out!

Yeah, I wrote a thesis on my findings which can be found over yonder ... I document everything. Not for any particular reason other than I enjoy it as an art form - it's how I express myself. Not even in the writing as much (I don't view myself as a writer, rather someone who lives online and communicates in written form), but I consider the art more of how I built this brand. The adventures I went on, the weird and wonky SEO that I did, I dunno - it just worked. But I approached everything from a very creative perspective rather than the traditional web space logic. I very genuinely just really fucking dig what I do - it's my thing. I came alive when I started this site, so the rest is me just dicking around trying to come up with ways to get people to sponsor all of the things on my bucket list. There is no end goal, because there wasn't one when I started it. I just noticed things ... and wanted to tell the world. So far, so good.

If I fall in love will the experiment stop? I don't know. I hope to fall in love one day, that would be grand! If that is the case then I'd have to switch to producer mode from content creator and bring people on board to help with some of the theories I have on life and love; I'm testing out a one off for the Time to Effing #GetItOn social experiment tomorrow night. I enjoy playing with people, and coming up with experiments to test out what people think versus what is actually executed in the real world. Can I scale love and people? I dunno, haha that part we'll have to see. But yeah, I get asked a lot about people wanting to come on board and help out with my social experiments - it's hard though, it has to be the RIGHT fit based on certain psychological conditions. Takes time, but this is what I do with my life ... so I have 86,400 seconds each day to devote to it, and I'm a very very very driven individual. 

Does notifying them taint the experiment? No. I had to provide a disclaimer to the dates since I was publishing what they were writing to me, and what we were experiencing together. If I didn't say anything that would be super lamer damer, and no one likes a lamer damer.

It was funny though, when I would first walk up to the date, they all said the same thing - dude, I totally expected you to have this whole crew with you either with cameras or smart phones tweeting play by plays like mad.

It's always just me ... with an absurd amount of passion and energy.

All of the people on the dates were very real - I profiled people before I ever met with them, so I could filter out the fame seekers pretty quickly. I was fooled a couple of times however, this one dude that I actually superly hit it off with was so fucking lame after we boned. He sent me a text saying, "I just boned an internet celebrity." I was like really ... really?? And you're sending this to me why? Am I supposed to get off on that shit?? I sincerely don't understand what he was expecting me to respond with, and I was further turned off by the way he handled it. He tried pulling the, that's not what I said! Dude, it's a text message you whackadoodle noodle. Grow a pair, and move on.

My science is far from perfect, but it's good enough to keep me truckin' along.

Everyone was very real, and I very literally had the time of my life. I learned a LOT about people, but more importantly I learned a lot about myself. Life is reflective, the dates truly truly truly taught me that.

Thanks so much for reaching out!!! xoxoxo

BTW, I love that I am responding to these messages with my mustache default. HAHAHAHAHA EPIC!!!

Okey dokey ... next up ...

Ah bless, well thanks a lot duderino! Yeah we're only a 53% match - so not gonna happen in this life, but in my next one I'm hoping to come back as a giraffe. Maybe we can nuzzle noses at the watering hole!!! AHHHHH I love me some giraffes ... they're so PURRTTYYY!!

Totally have to plan a safari in the not so distant future. Dudes, I made a commitment to myself to plan my trip to Egypt before the end of the year!! SCORE!!!

Pretty stoked.

Wait, I was supposed to be talking about dating, or something.

Yeah man, we're not a good match - but appreciate you reaching out! You seem pretty rad, I ain't mad at it - we're just not ... compatible.

Keep on keepin on!

Got something to say? You can hit me up on OKC. I'm not accepting dates from there anymore, but I dunno, you can keep my mustache company!

#YAYLIFE

#NowPlaying: The New Dork - Entrepreneur State of Mind

AHHHHHHH I just popped my first public speaking cherry. Like for reals!! I totes psyched myself out when I first got here ... WAYYYY more people that I imagined, but they seemed to be pretty down with it.

I dunno, man - I'm just not a fan of the public speaking route because this space is so new. I don't want to talk down to people from a stage, I'd much rather have like a collab session or something. Either way, they seemed to really dig my story which made me feel good, and YAY LIFE!!! =)

If you were at the conference and looking for my contact info here ya go:

Twitter: @JenFriel

Facebook: Facebook.com/JenFriel

Email: JenFriel At TalkNerdyToMeLover Dot Com

My "animal hat" was called a Spirit Hood. They can be found here!

Remember ... DOOO WHHAAAATTT YOOOOUUU LOOOVVEEEE!!! Stop trying to "game" social media!! LAMMEEE SAUCCEEE!!!

Oh, and watch this video!

#NERDSUNITE

They're Talking Nerdy Baby: #NerdsUnite

AHHH!!!

Thank you guys so so so much for all the comments, tweets, and messages regarding the series of #TrueStory posts. Greatly greatly greatly appreciate it. I'm writing part 7 right now, which is the last chapter (and also the most difficult to write)- but first, I wanted to share an email I got yesterday.

Jen,

It saddens me to say, I know how you feel when it comes to harassment. I was also harassed in school at a very young age. This incident has taken a huge toll on my self esteem and trust has always been a big issue with the guys in my life.

When I was a sophomore in high school I had a huge crush (like since middle school) on a boy. Let’s say his name is Andrew. Well, somehow Andrew got wind of this and AIMed me one weeknight. We talked for a few hours, I was so excited. Anyone who was around me probably would have described it as giddy. My parents had given up on getting me off the computer and it got late. As the dark approached the conversation turned.

He wanted to meet up. I didn’t know what to do. I had barely even kissed a boy before and by the tone of the conversation he wanted to do more than just that. I was also in a big fight with my best friend at the time, so I couldn’t call her up and ask for advice (ah, the drama). So I ended up turning him down.

He kept persisting. So much so that it made me think that I didn’t have such a big crush on him after all. He was starting to act like a jerk, so I told him I had to go. I quickly signed off so he couldn’t say anymore and I thought it was over. I finished up some homework that was due the next day and went to sleep like normal.

The next day, I didn’t know what had happened, but something was different. I was getting these strange looks in the hallway. People whispered as I walked by, and I had no idea what it was about! I was not used to the attention, mostly because I was one of the students who were “invisible”. Some of my “friends” wouldn’t talk to me anymore and so it was hard for me to figure out what was going on. Cruelly, I was informed in the middle of the hallway in between classes. “So, can I have the next turn?” was yelled at me. “Huh?” I thought. That was weird! But the comments kept persisting and finally someone took pity on me.

Andrew had told everyone that I had met him at a park the night before and lost my virginity to him! WTHHHHHHHHHHHH?! I could not even believe boys were capable of such hurtful things! I ran to the bathroom and cried. How could he do that?! And it spread around the school so fast that there was nowhere to hide.  I had to deal with the taunts for the rest of the day, and many days after. Some days were good and others were not. I would frequently come home crying by the end of the school day.

This ended up continuing for months. At this point I was so depressed and I didn’t want to go to school anymore. My friend and I had made up by now, and she seemed to be the only one who believed me. I wound up getting very depressed and I would do whatever I could to avoid the school. UNTIL one day…

I was a cheerleader at the school and it was my first year. I didn’t know a lot of the moves the other girls did and so I would end up looking like an idiot most of the time. This one game we had to cheer along with the band and the coach (I don’t know why the hell why) put me in front of everyone else. The song came on and I was doing my best when…

*plunk*

Something hit me. I didn’t know what it was.

*plunk*

*plunk* *plunk*

*plunk*

Someone was throwing things at me! I looked up and Andrew and his buddies all had packs of candy they were throwing at me while I was clumsily trying to get through one song. I was so embarrassed. To this day it makes me shake just thinking about it. As soon as we were done with the song I walked to the side. No one asked me what was wrong or tried to console me which made me even more upset. These girls didn’t care. So I just left. I went home and ran upstairs to cry. My mom came in to ask me what happened. At this point I had not told her what was going on. I told her the story and she started to cry. If you knew the relationship with me and my mom, you would know that this was a big deal. She asked if she could do anything and when I said no, she told me she wanted to talk to their parents. I pleaded with her not to. “You’ll only make it worse!” I screamed. So she sent me to a shrink instead.

Our school was no private school, but we had a psychologist that was on staff certain parts of the day. My first meeting with him went well. He asked me why I was there. I told him that I was sad a lot. He asked me why. Then the story came tumbling out of my mouth one more time. As soon as I was finished he stood up and told me to come with him. I followed him to one of the administrative offices. It wasn’t the principal, but still someone pretty high up. He told me to tell him what the boys were doing. I did. This guy took a second; he looked at me like he was analyzing the situation. He said, “Do you want to file for sexual harassment?”

WHAT? There was a word for what they were doing to me? AND it wasn’t normal?

“YES!”

I was lucky enough that this resolved my issue. Once Andrew’s parents found out he was in big trouble. It also scared a lot of the other guys from saying anything to me anymore, although there were a few isolated incidents. A year or so later I think Andrew was sent away to boot camp by his parents because he was doing something illegal, but I never found out what it was.

While I wouldn’t care to repeat this part of my life I am thankful that it made me stronger. Without it happening to me, I wouldn’t be the wonderful person I am today! :)

Amazing. Amazing. Amazing!

So sorry you had to experience something like that, but glad you're looking at the glass half full chica! Experiences like this definitely shape you, but if you take your power back - they won't define you.

WHOOP WHOOP!!! Keep on keepin on! =)

#NERDSUNITE

Got a story you want to share? Drop me an email: JenFriel at TalkNerdyToMeLover dot com

Orrrrrr send me a love letter on Facebook: Facebook.com/JenFriel

I keep everything anonymous. Thanks guys!! =)

They're Talking Nerdy Baby: #NerdsUnite

SHAAAAADOOBIE. I'm loving these emails I'm getting regarding the #TrueStory posts on being stalked. Here's a goodie ...

Stop thinking. Start doing.

#JustDoIt

#FACT: The #Nerds Have United for GettLove!

AHHH!! BAHHH!!! and YAHHH!!!

You guys are sincerely the most epicly awesome nerds on this plllaannnnnnneettttt!!!

Last week, I put out an APB looking for 50 bras in the LA area for this charity I work for Gett Love (Gettlove.org) - and you guys absolutely BLLEEWWW me away with the results.

Are you ready????

So, in 1 week ...

with 1 post ...

TNTML alone collected FORTY SIX of their goal of 50! Like we collected FORTY SIX!!!!! Seriously!!! They only requested 50 from like EVERYONE in the organization, and you guys did it with ONE post and ONE week!!!

Amazing.

Amazing.

Amazing.

I am humbled beyond comprehension - and so is Gett Love!

The outpouring of love was incredible - and dudes, these peeps are just the most incredible people on this planet. I love them so long time we should prolly get like a room, and yeah ... I'm pretty sure the stuff I'd do to them is still illegal in 22 states.

Did I just say that outloud?

Shut up, Jen.

From the depths of my soul ... thank you. Something that was a little bit for you means a whole lot to a lot of people.

Special thanks to Julie Wilson, Teresa Strack, Candy Porter, @MissHezah, @tinilatini @benevolentforce, and many many many of their friends and friends who contributed. If you were a part of this too, and I haven't thanked you yet - bug my butt on Facebook. I would personally like to thank you.

Amazing. Amazing. Amazing.

Love you all long time.

See ... this is what happens when ... #NERDSUNITE!!