I walked into the admissions dept the other day and the chick that I thought was cute was there… ready to be pounced on. In the last 7yrs I have been goddamn lucky, have hardly tried and for all I know, never really fell.

I did what i do best… Opened up…

One advantage of having professors as parents is you learn the ropes of public speaking pretty soon… actually, its in blood. Opening up a chick is like eating cake… just swoop it up and lick it off… cheesy? Now I don’t care… I really don’t. The std lines are pretty moronic and I really don’t want to fake and do the routines anymore no matter what comes in front of me. But the moment I am in the situation, the natural ability comes to fore… fuck the resolutions… I become someone else…

The conversation ensued with the usual doses of selective intellect peppered all over… the cliche’s, the self deprecation, the over used intellect combo with retarded kinda attitude… you should see man, after all these yrs… it works, like a charm.

Quickly the leaning posture was evident… she was all into me and I was feeling like shit!

The question that was the clincher for me came through… ” U read a lot?”. The usual play down later… so u write too??? with the eyes all gogging out…

Man… it is amazing how screwed up I can get just for a few mins of fun…

The Game is cruel… the game is addictive but it becomes your skin… u just can’t stop!

Fuck!