Daedelus' journal

Field Reports & Anecdotal Experience Men's Journals
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Hey, this is my journal. Maybe if I can, post some of my “Day X” reports too, just to put them altogether.

Today I wore a quarter pack of Perception gel, 2 drops of WAGG on my wrists. I covered them up with a motorcycle jacket and gloves, and went for a little ride. First to the gas station, then I got down and discovered the road is blocked for a football game, so I couldn’t go to Starbucks. I went to the other coffee shop instead. Oh, BTW I’m riding the Honda Metropolitan today (see avatar).

Yeah, really hard core biker. LOL. It’s not great for speed, but gets about 100-110 mpg. I haven’t ridden it in months (probably will sell it one of these days), full of Sta-bil, and it just sits in the garage so I just cranked it over with the kick start, aired up the tires, and took off. I must look pretty unusual riding around in a full face helmet, gauntlet gloves, and racing boots… on a little 50, but I don’t care, let 'me stare… I’ll love it. I’ll just stare back, I’m such a badass tonight. I’ve got that “sang-froid” or whatever the French call that stuff: “I don’t give a damn”.

But man… drum brakes suck. It’s been months since I rode anything with drum brakes on the front wheel. I had a bit of a “gulp” moment at an intersection where I pulled on the brakes and it felt like I was pulling on a piece of string. I finally pulled harder and I actually locked the damn things up a skidded a bit. Wow. Not to self: take a few practice brakes before going out, and check and adjust the brakes. And the handling on this thing… Telepathic steering, I only have to look where I want to go, and just a touch of counter steering and I’m turning. Straight line handling? Ummm… it sort of sucks, it’s like balancing on an egg compared to a bigger bike - the frame is aluminum and there’s some frame/suspension pumping I feel in the handlebars, too. I feel like I’m sitting on a souped up lawnmower. I feel sort of wierd, being as I’ve been riding my Ninja 250 for months on end. Next up is the Reflex 250, the sporty station wagon of scooters. But I digress…

So, I go to the coffee shop. Not many people here. I go into the umm, john, and do my bidness and spray on some Instant Shine 2x and 1 spray instant honesty. I go out to order some coffee and there’s a brunette behind the counter. Wow, I smell like neroli a bit, not alot. There’s a brunettes sitting on one of those wicker chairs, and she gives me a long, hard look. She’s not doing anything. Go up to the counter and the brunette behind the counter approaches me. We make eye contact, and I order some coffee. She asks if I want room for cream, I say “yes, please”, making eye contact with her. She returns a few seconds later and she hands me coffee. I just say “thanks”, and she says “have a nice evening”.

I get to the cream/sugars, look in the coffee and there’s no room for cream. Huh? Why did she get my order wrong. This is like the second time this week this has happened to me. Maybe she was paying attention to something else? Who knows.

So, I sit down at one of the tables and just nonchalantly sip my coffee. I turn and look at the brunette in the wicker chair and give her a little smiley smirk, not much, and she looks away. Wow, I guess I’m not her type or she’s shy. I feel sort of ackward, but don’t let it get to me. So I finish my coffee and leave…

Then I go to the grocery store. Nothing much happens here. The cute brunette is there, but I don’t say alot to her. I’m polite but she seems a bit reserved around me, and won’t make alot of eye contact. I need to work up the umm, balls, to start a real conversation one of these days, I guess. “Hey, what’s your name?” Is that too cheasy? “You’ve got nice eyes?” Too forward? “Wow, that was a great bargain”- ah, much better… nice and neutral. Hard to get excited about black eyed peas, though.

The neroli DOES survive the 2 1/2 mile trip home, at 35-40 mph on the little midget scooter. But it’s died down a little. I got a helmet full of neroli and when I got home, I was a bit hot and the pheros and neroli made me a bit nauseaous and I had to rest for a minute and grab a glass of water.

Later I go out to eat with my folks- my bro. isn’t there. I spritz on a few more cover scents of Brut Revolution. My dad is a rotten mood when he gets into the car, but this seems to change once we get to the burger joint. I order a coffee, some fries, and some cottage cheese with a pineapple. I give lots of eye contact to the waitress but she doesn’t seem all that interested in returning to much eye contact. Just to remind her I’m alive, I occasionally give her soft gazes as she takes the orders.

The conversation with my family is a touch dark and heavy, but energetic. I’m making my dad in a good mood for some reason. My dad is a bit grumpy but I manage to spin things around so he can at least laugh a bit. My darker side is showing through, and I’m feeling just a wee bit angsty, probably from the androstenone- it seems to bring out the “dark side” a little and keep me on edge a bit, and the Instant Honesty seems to be steering the conversation towards darking topics- like my dad’s seeming racist dislike of Barak Obama ("he’s inexperienced- “oh really”). We also talk about Peak Oil and why oil prices are not just a conspiracy on the part of oil companies, but a failure of US energy policy, for which every American is collectively responsible (my dad blames the oil companies and says it’s all a conspiracy, to which I said “that’s reactionary, simplistic thinking- simplifying a complex problem into a sound bite for gullible people. You should be smarter than that”). For such a heavy conversation, though, my dad doesn’t seem the least bit off-put. I’m actually winning the conversation, albeit with a good amount of give and take, and an occasional laugh and non-serious moment.

I don’t mind getting under peoples skin just a little bit, but I’m composed enough to figure out where the edge is- and amazing my dad isn’t pushing my buttons like he usually tries to, or at least, he can’t “take the Mickey out of me” (to use a British saying).

All in all, we had a good time and I think the Instant Shine owed a good deal to that, but I’m surprised that the conversation was relatively dark. I think I’m entering a bit of a funk, too. Not a heavy one, just my bitter edge is comming back.

I’ll have to see how it goes. Can I keep the Beast in check? :slight_smile: Heh heh, maybe I am a bit of a “bad boy” after all, the touch of androstenone just brings it out a little. I’m not sure it’s making the ladies cozy, but it definitely seems to give me a little “power” in a small dosage. I’m not sure I like it, though. I’m not my usual serene Buddha self (OK, when I’m not depressed, like in the winter and feeling like a Sylvia Plath poem- just kidding… but I do get moody sometimes and I do have a history of depression). Truth be told, before I put pheromones on today, I was feeling a bit down, so maybe that’s part of it.

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OK, today here’s my rundown. I start off with 2 drops of WAGG and 1 spray of 5mcg of Androsterone on the wrists. I put a couple sprays of Brut Revolution over my wrists. I put on my MC jacket and gloves, and take off on the Metropolitan and head to the drugstore.

Not much happens here. I go to the john and put on an extra spray of Instant Shine, and 1 spray of Instant Openness and 1 spray of Instant Honesty, on my neck. Then I go buy some things. The guy behind the register is black or latino or something, I can’t tell. He avoids my eye contact. I go to the coffee shop and the brunette behind the counter is fairly nice to me, but we don’t small talk. I get a really big hit from a nerdy brunette. Who is just staring at me though for about 3 seconds. I look at her and smile a little (you know, I’m not much of a smiler), and she looks away. At this point, I’m sittin’ down reading the paper and feeling a little WAGG OD or something, becaues I’m starting to feel really chilled. My movements are really smooth and “suave” like James Bond or something. I throw away the drink, say goobye to the brunette, and go off back home. On the way to the scooter, I seem to be walking a bit different. Slow, confident, not arrogant though. I’m really self-confident, it’s like I enjoy taking everything smooth. Then, I go home

Self-effects are too high for riding. I don’t feel drunk per se, but a little buzzed- I’m alert but I feel altered a bit, and it couldn’t hurt that I’m also thinking too much about what just happened. Fortunately traffic is incredibly light. I think wrist applicaiton is definitely better for riding an MC, as I don’t get the pheros going into the helmet and gassing me. Still, my riding is incredibly smooth and everything seems to click… still, better to avoid any potential risks here.

So, I go home. Me and my brother go out to eat, but first I put on x2 instant shine covered with more Brut Rev. We go out to eat and have an amazing time, alot of fun. My brother was in a pretty down mood, but he gets feeling alot better. We crack alot of jokes, and I feel a little drunk or giddy, but also serious. The waiter is really nice to us, and I’m nice to him. My brother calls him a “drone”, when I as “hey, why don’t you give the waiter more eye contact”. I just say “you can’t afford to write anybody off, I’m sure he’s a nice guy”. My brother is really impressed becaues this guy seems inordinately chummy and a little bubbly, and seems eager to refill my coffee and make me happy- and I’m really gracious to him in return. He calls me “buddy” a few times. I’m sure to leave him a nice tip for his troubles. My brother is actually picking up on something being a little wierd- this waiter seems way too nice for normal. He jokes that maybe the waiter is gay… or I’m gay, because the waiter is doting on me a bit and we are seeming to develope a rapport (the waiter pays little attention to my brother, admittedly he doesn’t try and make much eye contact with him and he’s treating the waiter with a bit of contempt, but I’m trying to treat him like a human being- my brother is bitter and cynical, remember?).

My brother, being the cynical ass he is, thinks the waiter is kissing up to us. I just tell him, “No, I just made eye contact with him and smiled a little”, but I really know that the pheromones were giving me an edge, too, but I didn’t suggest too much, other than perhaps I was using my “Jedi mind tricks” on him :wink:. OK, we didn’t exactly chit-chat but we were getting along really well. BTW, my cover is that I’m studying hypnosis and into “self-improvement”. I only hinted at the fact that I was influencing the waiter by being nice to him.

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Good journal! Keep it up :smiley:

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You know, reflecting on what I just wrote… it just occured to me how this reinforces the idea that what you believe can become a reality. My brother tends to treat everybody “beneath” him with contempt, and I don’t as much… in fact I’m trying to let go of as much bitterness as I can, living within the confines of a troubled region where alot of people are self-centered and have “issues”. Florida definitely isn’t California with granola and ex-hippies, it isn’t always “easy going” and we have alot of negative stuff at work here.

Reflecting on it, my brother was acting bitter, just like his buddy, and I think he emminated those vibes and the waiter picked up on it, but he picked up that I was a nice guy, the pheromones were just giving me an edge and a stark contrast. I honestly think the waiter didn’t expect to get a huge tip, but he seemed to like being around me and I actually liked him and was enjoying his service.

The irony of all this? When I came in the door initially, the waiter was focusing his attention on my brother, and ignoring me. My brother is slightly taller than me and is fair complexioned and has light colored hair. But all that wasn’t enough to make up for his personality and my pheromones. By the end of the evening, the waiter saw me as the “calm and collected” person that he could deal with.

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Great Journal buddy :smiley: Keep it going :slight_smile:

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Great reports, Daedelus. That waiter had me picturing the waiter from Chotchke’s in the movie Office Space for some reason. Do you remember if he was wearing flair, and if so, how many pieces? :smiley:

There’s an interesting paradox in your interactions with the waiter. Was the Instant Shine influencing him directly, making him eager to please, or was it influencing you directly to be polite and courteous, which kicked in the law of reciprocity with him? Or a little of both?

-D4

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Actually, this guy looked buff, like some kind of model for a fragrance company or something (maybe that’s the instant shine talking, Heh heh :smiley: ?). Really handsome looking guy, in a perfectly hetero way of course. He was wearing a polo shirt, had brown hair, maybe mid 20’s.

Well, it’s hard to say as I’m normally a courteous person anyways unless I am depressed, then sometimes you better watch out :open_mouth: . I didn’t even smile that much, really; I just told my brother that’s what I was doing :wink: I think Instant Shine was just turning up the intensity and making me crack more jokes with my brother. The humor was sort of darker, too, but nothing mean. I gave the waiter much more eye contact, that probably helped too. When I looked into his eye, the look was brief, but “hypnotic”, like I had before with “Skip” at the coffee shop when I used Instant Honesty.

Today I wore 1 drop of WAGG, 1 drop of Alter Ego, 1 spray Instant Shine. Went to coffee shop and Quiet Asian Guy was there. He never says much, and I can barely understand him. He made a little eye contact with me, but not much. Then I went to the mall and forgot it was Sunday. Crap. Everything is closed. Bummer.

The weather here is sucking big time. In case you don’t know, Florida’s summers are about like the north’s winters; you stay inside if you can during the day unless you like sweating and baking. It hit 95 degrees today as a high, so I was sort of waiting till the evening to go out. When I did go out, it was raining so I didn’t feel like riding, so I took the car. That Alter Ego stuff didn’t seem to help my mood any. I think androstenone made it go to shit, honestly- I started feeling a little hostile, angry, and bitter/lonely. I took a good long bath earlier today (no OD), but I still felt like garbage until I washed it off and put some more WAGG on. I’m not having luck with androstenone, period. WAGG OTOH is making my mood more “stable”.

I’m getting some wierd feelings, like I want to experience a different part of life that I’ve been missing, but the situation I’m in isn’t letting me. It’s making me feel suffocated or lonely; the feeling is a bit of frustration. I almost wonder if the androstenone isn’t making that repressed feeling come out? Really, androstenone makes me feel “raging”, I don’t like it that much. It reminds me of how I used to get as a kid when I was angry/frustrated. Maybe a “placebo” effect from the first few weeks af pheromones is wearing off, and I’m comming to the realization there are real limits to what I can do with them, and I can’t “control” my response to androstenone so much? I mean there’s no bubbly euphoria with the stuff, like when you first walk around wearing the stuff looking for responses.

Or maybe it’s just the lousy weather. When I need to ride, I need to ride and sometimes I do feel down if I don’t get a ride in and I wanted to go riding (BTW how many more times can I use the word “ride?” LOL).

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OK, rundown for today was 2 drops WAGG and 1 spray 5mcg Androsterone. I put on a motorcycle jacket and went for a ride. It was raining but since my jacket is semi-waterproof, I didn’t get too wet. Still, I was only wearing jeans and I got a bit wet anyways (I wasn’t counting on it raining so hard). The rain was a bit cold, too. I need to get this doo-dad called a “scooter skirt”, it’s basicly an apron you wear to keep the rain out of your lap. 'Cause I’m still wet.

I went to the grocery store and the brunette is there when I check out. There was this cholo thug wannabe guy behind me in line and he was just irritating the crap out of me. He was short, somewhat fat, and had tatoos all over his arm. He moved with no grace while he yacked on a cellphone and threw groceries around, and I just didn’t like him at all, he put down his crap onto the register with a “thud, thud”. No class at all, and I wanted him to just go away, but I didn’t let it bother me. I talked to the brunette and this time she gave me a little more eye contact and came out of her shell a little bit- but still she seemed to not make much eye contact. I still noticed her hand was trembling a bit when she gave me back my credit card. I have no idea what that means, maybe it was nothing. I would have liked to talk to her more or crack a joke, but Chico the Cholo looked impatient and I was tired of being near him. Ricardo Montalban he wasn’t.

Me and my bro. go out to the mall to just play Mall Rats and we walk up and down the mall, then we go to the local dive restaurant where Biff was so impressed with me. Tonight we are served by a brunette. I keep up the eye contact as usual. She doesn’t flinch from my eye contact and one point while taking my order, even gives me a little smile- no idea what that means but I try to smile back a little, just slightly (probably didn’t come out very well). She doesn’t say much though and I don’t initiate any conversations, to tell you the truth I’m a bit uneasy with this stuff around my brother, because he doesn’t know me as anything but a wallflower and probably sees me as desexualized. I notice when the waitress talks to us last, though, that she turns her head and looks at me on the way back to the kitchen. My brother makes very little eye contact, maybe just a little. He completely blows off some dudes (clerks) at the grocery store when we go later, and I notice they treat him a bit “un-warmly”, and speak to him in hushed tones.

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Hmm… seems to me like your brother needs to be spiked with some juice. What could be described as “Instant Lighten the fuck up, man!”?

-D4

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Data, my bro. has a sense of humor, he just doesn’t get the social thing. Like I said in another thread (I believe in the Lounge forum), he has a friend who is a bad influence on him. He looks down on alot of people (especially men/guys- not so much women) and think it’s somehow getting him places to ignore them or blow them off- it isn’t. He has a hard time making new friends outside his social circle, and I don’t believe it’s a coincidence.

Now days I view every social contact as a way to learn something new… and I don’t take anyone for granted.

Oh yeah, androsterone is cool stuff… I remember saying it was like Wilfred Brimley before. Maybe true on its own but if you combine it with other stuff it starts to shine. It helps you do everything with grace, you feel much more charming and witty, and you notice little things much moreso. James Bond would be a close comparison I believe, very close. Or George Clooney.

I did get a few small little “hits” in the mall. Women would turn and look at me, just turn their heads when I walked by. Also, I got a “hit” from a man in the grocery store. He was in a shirt and tie and he walked past me and turned and looked at me for a couple seconds while walking, like I was impressing him. I was wearing a cardigan becaues I was a bit cold from being a bit “soggy”.

I believe WAGG has some non “andro” pheromones in it. Not sure what exactly. It’s definitely unusual stuff. I’ve got some Ammo I’m going to try out soon, just a touch with some WAGG probably.

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Today’s cocktail was 2 sprays Ammo and 2 drops WAGG, + 1 Instant Shine. I actually wish I had gotten only 1 spray but 2 came out in the end (mis-spray). Same setup as before- motorcycle gloves, plus jacket. I believe the motorcycle jacket and gloves changes the diffusion of pheromones. When I got to Starbucks I noticed my motorcycle glove smelled vaguely like Ammo.

I noticed few self-effects from WAGG or Ammo, even drinking my coffee. Maybe some, but not alot. In the end, maybe 2 sprays wasn’t so bad. I need to find a new place to hang out as I find I hate this Starbucks. It is full of college kids and I just don’t fit in there at all. It’s too busy to really talk to people like the clerks, and yet the people that do inhabit this joint, I can’t really relate to anymore. I should have gone to the other coffee shop instead. I just don’t feel like talking to anybody there. It’s full of mostly young guys that are sitting around talking about nothing, probably killing time.

I went to the grocery store and something was up. It was full of people when ordinarily it would be deserted . Very wierd. The older lady (not the one I usually talk to, she’s a brunette, this lady is more auburn, somewhat “smoker faced” or just old and looking tired, has some unflattering “librarian glasses” that seem trendy), who responded almost hypnoticly to Instant Female Magic + MX172, doesn’t give me any eye contact. She talks to me, recognizing me, and even jokes about hearing the register beeping in her sleep (to which I reply " I bet…"). She looks tired, probably been a really long day for her. But some coarse, crude individual is behind me in line hacking up his lungs and waiting to buy his 24 pack of Busch beer, looking really impatient and smells like crap, so I move along without talking any further. I just take my stuff and say “thank you” and leave.

I hate this town. I can’t get a decent conversation out of anybody (BTW, I don’t live in Orlando proper- I live in a 'burb). I guess I need to find some new places to hang out. Later we go to Steak and Shake and have another light dinner (I put on another drop of WAGG and 1 spray of androsterone before I go). It’s pretty uneventful, I think pheromones helped maybe a little bit but nothing really to “write home about”.

Well, I believe that’s enough of this “day to day” nonsense for now. In the future I’m only going to report on something if something really interesting happens… specific thing. As you can see, I think I’ve hit a plateau on what pheromones can do for me in my day-to-day life in the Orlando metro area… for now.

addendum: last night I noticed a worsening mood, a feeling of profound self-doubt and alot of repressed feeling comming to the surface, feelings I cannot really deal with well at the moment and rationalize away. It may not specificly be related to any particular pheromones, but I suspect androstenone may play some role. I slept very poorly, tossing and turning and only got about 5-6 hours of sleep. This morning I took a shower, grabbed some coffee and tried applying a small amount of androsterone and a little bit of WAGG to try and calm down and collect my thoughts.

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This morning I got up earlier (way too early), had some coffee, and decided to attempt something different. My mom has nothing to do today so I went to the mall with her. Then we went out to eat. It was a salad buffet but there was a waitress working there waiting tables. I noticed a very unusual reaction from a blond waitress- she payed alot of attention to me and even got me a refill of coffee… twice, even though that involved walking across the large room and filling it up. On the way out she said “Have a nice day” in a rather enthusiastic fashion. My mom thought that was a little odd, so I hinted to her, if she could keep a secret, I would clue her in. She agreed, and I told her about pheromones, and what they could, and couldn’t do, and then it made sense to her; I just pointed out to her I probably looked more attractive and friendly to the waitress, and she couldn’t notice these things that much because, well, she’s my mother who has known me for alot longer than the waitress. Combined with the increased eye contact, it probably lead to a connection to the waitress in some way, and more attention.

My only regret? I don’t think I thank the waitress enough for all that trouble (i did say thank you… and goodbye, but I need to work on the charm a bit)… if that was above and beyond her usual service. We did leave her a nice tip, though.

BTW I also noticed alot of other little subtle things, like more looks from women in general. It was a hot day and I think the androstenols lasted maybe 5 hours at most, maybe 2 hours with “strong” effects.

My mix for all this? 1 spray of Androsterone, 2 drops of WAGG, 1 spray Instant Honesty, 1 spray Instant Shine.

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Daedelus76, you write a mean journal dude! I’ve been reading a lot of your posts and it sounds like you’re getting a handle on what works for you and what doesn’t. I’ve been amused at your descriptions of Orlando. I lived near there as a small kid and went back for the first time in like 30 years or something last summer. There are better options. Don’t rush it but if you feel like you should plan an escape, I wouldn’t blame you.

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It’s not the worst place on Earth but people here are very hard on each other, minimal courtesy or compassion and the cultural rift is just getting worse and worse (lots of Hispanics, not all of them “friendly” to gringos or cool with our ways - Salvadorean cholos seem to relish in an image as smooth as a rusty razor). That’s why it’s a perfect testing ground for pheromones, because these reactions are unusual. I hate to sound like a misanthrope, but dirtbags grow on trees down here. If you can look like somebody that’s halfway substantive, friendly, cool, and calm, it’s like a one-eyed man in the land of the blind.

I was thinking about moving but honestly don’t have the independent finances at the moment. I don’t know where I’d move to, some moderately liberal/non-conservative small town or city that didn’t have too high housing costs? I’m trying to find a job in one of the newer developements in the Orlando metro, one of those where you can bike/walk to work easily and there are townhouses and shops (Celebration is one but it’s not actually in Orlando, there are many others now). Plus, there seem to be more young people there and singles (with class and taste, too), not as many people who absolutely need that McMansion. Maybe I could afford a place eventually. That’s a dream of mine, live without cars, just my motorcycles and maybe a bicycle (I don’t dare ride a bicycle where I am now, too f’ing dangerous).

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My father lives in Kissimmee, and from the times I visited him, it seemed like the populace was transient. It was as if 50% or more of the people there at any given time were tourists doing their Disney vacations. What’s it like in the panhandle area? I know all about the infamy of Panama City, but I hear it tones down the further west you go, like Destin.

-D4

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I’ve been there a few times (panhandle), around that area. It’s sort of like Southern Georgia more than the rest of Florida. Those areas are fast developing and the area around Eglin AFB has alot of military contractors and aerospace stuff. That whole area is much more conservative socially and politically, whereas Central Florida is sort of mildly liberal.

BTW, this evening I tried 1 spray of Ammo, 1 drop of WAGG, 1 Instant Shine, 1 instant honesty. Covered with Aramis (don’t worry, I’m still cheap… I bought it on sale for $15 bucks). We went out for pancakes and this Asian (korean) waitress greets us really enthusiasticly. She’s really bubbly anyways and is the daughter of the owner, I believe. There’s a black waitress working here and she takes our order. I don’t notice anything unusual really- she was friendly but she might always be that way (unlike the rest of Orlando’s denizens, African-Americans seem to be more approachable and like to chitchat moreso, I have noticed), and I never sensed any real attraction to me. Oh well. I will say I didn’t have any negative reactions to 1 spray of Ammo, but I was in a decent mood all day today and didn’t have any down moments to get me in a funk. I noticed my humor was turning “funny/cocky” (I hate that term), and was kind of lame.

How the hell do androstenols + Instant Shine make you so witty? I was cracking jokes constantly and making my brother laugh. He never caught on to my secret, though. (BTW, did I mention my humor was lame? I want to bury every Funny/Cocky comedian. Urrrrrghhhhhhh!!! At least it was “intellectual” funny/cocky :slight_smile: . It wasn’t South Park fart joke level, more like Simpsons or something, sort of witty, most of the humor was “culturally/media aware” type stuff combined with a bit of one of those “angry” comics.

Most of the joking came later after we left the restaurant… in the restaurant we talked economics and politics. It all seemed to start when my brother brought up Hillary’s “loss”, and I brought up something I watched on C-Span about “Hillary women” phoning in incredibly upset and in disarray, and we just started talking forever about politics and oil/commodity prices/speculation and this lasted for about 20-25 minutes or so and several cups of coffee. There were some laughs but mostly it was somewhat serious.

Oh yeah… back to the restaurant earlier, and there was this younger middle aged businesswoman sitting behind my brother, dressed in a dark pantsuit with bobbed light brunette hair, and her husband or some business assosciate was chatting with her- I couldn’t tell. But she was looking alot at me and we actually made eye contact several times, very brief but it seemed a bit “embarassing” for both of us, because we kept looking at each other. The range was a booth away. She just kept looking at me like I was interesting or fascinating (not DIHL, she seemed aware), and I have to admit… she did look attractive, not just physically but she looked “substantive”. I’m not sure if pheromones were involved. Any experts got an opinion?

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Another place I was thinking about was Athens, GA. Before I moved up here to Washington (I’m originally from Atlanta), friends of mine and I would head out there for the occasional weekend. It’s a really neat place. Typical college town stuff, plus there’s a long-established music and art scene there. Nice little bohemian flair to the place, and pretty liberal, considering it’s the only civilization to speak of within a 50 mile radius. Ever been there?

-D4

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No, I’ve only been to Georgia a few times and won’t comment on it, don’t want to sound like I know something when I don’t. :slight_smile:

So… what do you think of the older brunette that I kept looking at (almost subconsciously)? I seem to be having alot of those moments with the androstenol-based stuff in the past few days. Like people are looking at me and maybe thinking “hm… he looks interesting”. The range was about a booth away… do you think pheromones can go that far? Maybe it was my conversation, who knows.

BTW… I have no idea why but I caught myself looking at an older grey-haired woman when I was out shopping. Our eyes just met and I felt really embarassed. I was tripping on WAGG/androstenol a bit at the time, I guess. She wasn’t visually much to look at, but I just seemed interested in her, or she was interested in me. I just seemed to get the feeling “wow, what a nice person”. She was with her husband or son (honestly I couldn’t tell), and they were looking at clothes, but she just stopped for a moment and our eyes met. Wierd…

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Today I went to the mall again… with my mom (different mall, local mall). Mix of 1 5mcg androstenone, 1 drop of WAGG, 1 Instant Honesty, 1 Instant Shine… and a small amount of NPA dissolved into cologne (actually Aqua Velva- this stuff seems to work great BTW): 7 drops in the whole 5ml atomizer, 1 sprays on the wrists, very faint funky smell on my arm up close, but otherwise unnoticeable.

We didn’t buy anything, but we did pick up some food at the food court (Greek/Middle Eastern- and it didn’t cost an arm-and-a-leg) and we walked around a bit and my mom got some excersize and we had some fun, got out of the house kind of stuff when the weather cooled off around 7 pm. I got some IOI’s from women and men… people looking at me with some interest, like I was a little out of the ordinary, and it seemed to happen only a little more often than normal (I may be getting used to this, too, who knows). This mix seemed to attract the attention mostly from whites/hispanics.

At one point I stopped in a bed/bath furnishing store and got greeted somewhat enthusiasticly by a young woman working there. After we milled around a bit near the kitschy drinking glasses, the young woman seemed to later follow me a bit as I headed to the bathroom behind me fairly close (within my “personal space”, arms length), but then she headed off to the ladies room- no, I did not follow her… :open_mouth:.

When I came out of the restroom, it just so happened she came out of the ladies room the same time I exited the men’s room, went over to the water fountain as I left down the hallway, and she seemed to be messing around with her hair somewhat nervously and perhaps she might have looked at me, I really couldn’t tell as I was trying to intentionally ignore her. Then she wandered off to the registers again. It could mean nothing but it did seem a little unusual. I just thought it was wierd she would walk so close to a guy that she didn’t even know (or maybe she did know me… I mean this is the store I’ve been to before wearing pheromones in my early “observations”).

I also noticed my mom was in a good mood most of the whole time (at one point, though, her feet started killing her, she has these new, wierd shoes she wants to try out… so I just let her sit down and rest). At one point she even had a bit of a “Marilyn Monroe” voice for a while, her voice became quieter and somewhat breathy. It seemed unusual as she often talks somewhat “shrill” and loud like my grandmother (“truck driver’s daughter” as she says). My mom is often “high strung”, so to speak, but she didn’t seem to be quite so much tonight.

Walking with my mom close by didn’t seem to reduce any looks towards me, something I noticed before as well. There were many moments where my mom went off to look at something else and I was free to wander around, of course. The few times we held hands, it seemed to reduce the “intensity” of women and men looking at me, though, like the looks were slightly briefer, or their eyes only moved- restraint perhaps? Of course, most people didn’t look at me, but it did seem more common than normal. This particular mix seems very subtle and the effects are probably pretty tame, nothing like some of my other experiences. Next time I’ll definitely try walking the mall first, though, without pheromones to get a good idea of what they are doing.

We went to a drugstore where I bought some food items (cashews and South Beach bars), but the interaction with the clerk was pretty “ordinary” by now. The clerk only made a little eye contact and minimal speech interaction. She seemed fairly cheery/upbeat for an Orlando denizen, though… I think she knows me but I didn’t recognize her. They all look the same after a while.

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Mix 1 WAGG, 2 androsterone, 1 instant honesty, 1 instant openness, 2 sprays of NPA diluted.

I went to the mall with my brother, bought my mom some perfume she wanted but never bothered to buy (Body Works stuff, nothing too expensive). Then we tried to go out to eat and discovered every coffee shop was closed.

I’m a little happy I did get in some chitchat finally with a guy, even if it was a start. One guy said “sorry, we are closed”… I turned around to leave with my brother, but at the last minute I decided to go back and ask the guy a question. I just turned around and said “why are you closing so early?” “Oh, we close early for the summer becaues of lack of business”. I just said, “Oh, that’s too bad, 'cause you could have had our business. Bye”. We ended up at Denny’s.

My brother told me he is not happy with his “friend”. He’s been thinking of breaking up with him, but he’s not sure how to do it, or what to do. He’s been his friend for a long time. I don’t want to go into the gorey details, but my brother now realizes this guy is a jerk that just hurts people, and doesn’t really care about him. This guy sounds scary and I’m not sure what my brother should do, my brother is now getting angry with this guy, this guy has been emotionally abusive and he’s now the “omega” in the circle of friends, he gets no respect. I cautioned him to not even think about any kind of revenge, just walk away from him, even though I know he’s hurting, no good can come from trying to harm or embarrass this guy. He wants to try and “shame” this guy in front of his other friends, to make them realize what he is. I just told him, he can’t feel shame like you and me, it won’t work. At most he’ll rationalize it all away. Better to deal with these other people one-on-one. Also, my brother might need to think about physically keeping himself safe- not necessarily with a gun or anything like that, but just thinking about his safety. I can’t believe this guy is a MENSA member and yet is a complete emotional child that bullies people.

All his friends are connected in some way with this guy, which is going to make it hard to walk away. He says he now realizes his friendship with this guy was pushing away other people, and he seems open to making changes. I feel bad for him, and wish I could help him more, but I don’t know how.

I really think a carefully measured dose of androstenone does me good. For lack of a better word, it seems to give me some , umm, “balls” to approach situations and be a little bolder. Not necessarily “braver”, but just more willing to take a few more risks. I’ll have to try 1-2 sprays af androstenone or Ammo in the future, esp. in situations where I need it.