for the week that i was home i got really really bored. how much blogging/facebook/tv can you really do before you venture onto new ways to stir up trouble. so i turned okcupid into a marketing exercise. how to promote yourself for public appeal and how to maintain that spark into the 2nd tier of sustainable relationship. all while trying to figure out where your own comfort level is. and i've always said. dating is probability + karma (floating variable). if 10% is an accepted hit rate, then the formula only applies when critical mass when reached. it's not one in ten, but rather ten out of a hundred. you may strike oil your last ten in a row.
i explained this theory to mish over coffee. how it takes a certain contrived, punch line ridden, major network comedy type panache to have mass appeal. other different/special/quirky methods sway too far in one direction to cornering yourself to be mis interpreted because the bottom line in this case is lust/love/and the opposite sex. and once u've sparked a response, i sit myself in the driver seat pushing the direction of the conversation into more personal information and hopefully without being too wordy. good thing im never short for words...
do psychics need a plan B? don't psychics always live in plan B?
...i see water in your truman show theory...but it's more like truman show meets sim city or zynga...u can grow your realm hence increasing so much variety to the biosphere you forget that it's the truman show.
**and the reply**
I always assumed that psychics, like any other professional - are incapable of rendering services for themselves, such that if one were to their own reading, the outcome often is marked by indignant and inevitable atrophy...
water surrounds most far-fetched, kooky theories... but then i'd rather live in a kooky manner than subject myself to banality
and of course after my shpeel, mish says "sometimes its just right under your nose." but that didn't stop me from my first online encounter either. =)
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