OK, Day 6 report.
It is a hot day here. I take a quick shower, 2 minutes total. I scramble around to find my distance glasses and can’t find them. I’m getting nervous and sweating, I search the house and leave the room to calm down. I think back at where I left them… bingo, in my bicycle helmet. So I look in there in the room and find it. By this point I can smell some of my own BO on me, fresh none to spoil the day. It will be a hot day and I’m only going to sweat more.
I started off with WAGG- What a Great Guy (Love-Scent, not Smartmones), and a cover scent of English Leather- I cover both with a little vaseline. I had to go to the beauty supply to pick up some Barbicide to sterilize some shaving stuff that I collect. I put on the WAGG, 1 drop, and I really feel nothing at first. It’s lightly raining and the temperature isn’t that hot, so I’m done sweating. Then in the beauty supply it hits me- I feel like Homer Simpson. Vaguely masculine, not threatening. It is quite subtle. I can make eye contact fairly easily with people and they do not flinch and I don’t seem to be the least bit threatening to anybody. I’m not sure what is in WAGG but it might be betanol or whatever is in Instant Female Magic. I talk to a clerk at the office supply and he calls me sir constantly- I make lots of eye contact and he doesn’t divert his eyes- his eyes look trusting. I believe my vibe is an old, approachable uncle. I’m used to people talking to me like a peer- I’m the same age as this guy more or less, but he’s addressing me as “sir”. I even feel a little old when he calls me “sir”.
Then I go to the mall and walk around some more. It is hot in the mall as there is a sunroof and the ventillation is inadequate. I perspire a bit. I put on Instant Shine, and procede to walk around. I feel alot more in touch with a softer side of me. I put on some more Instant Shine (it’s x1), and then I start getting a “tuned up” feeling. Very subtle- a very lighht feeling. I’ve got a hint of a smile some of the time, but mostly I feel calm. I walk past a guy who is shopping, and he glances at me, making brief eye contact, and he says “Hello, sir” somewhat enthusiasticly. Without even thinking, I say “Hello” back and walk on. Wierd, as I feel somewhat soft, almost feminine, and yet this guy is calling me “sir”. I believe it is my moustache and goatee, it doesn’t really “sync” with the pheromone signature I’m giving off. Maybe that’ll have to go one of these days, or I could soften my physical image even more- if I wanted to.
OK, so next I apply a small amount of Perception and Alter Ego (perception is sloooowww. The Alter Ego is 3 drops dissolved in less than a mL of alcohol). The Alter Ego seems to give off a very different vibe. People are now starting to take notice of me in a big way. I get lots of glances from white women when I walk past them. A few of them I make brief eye contact with. I go into a restroom and apply another spray to see what happens. I go out and walk around. I get the oddest look from a middle-aged Hispanic woman with medium-light brown hair, most like Cuban-American or possibly Puerto Rican. She looks at me for moment with a blank look, and sort of lingers there while I walk ahead of her, and she then starts walking with her friend, both behind me. They pace me for a while but then start to slow down. I did not catch the conversation (in Spanish) as they were talking fairly quietly, almost whispering- and I have trouble understanding Carribean Spanish, anyways, as it is spoken fast and the pronunciation is quite “sloppy” compared to standard Spanish. I am well ahead of them and stop to pretend to look in a store window. They do not follow me.
I go and apply one more spray of Alter Ego to see what happens, and apply a spray more of English leather, since it doesn’t last forever and the smell is getting stronger. I go out and walk around. Men are starting to give me more space when I walk near them in stores. Black men are giving me looks- not “bad” but sort of like “huh?” Black women are glancing at me much more often when I walk near them.
I decide to go to the grocery store, and begin to drive there. If I have a name for what I am now, it’s James Bond. I feel in very smooth, yet powerful, and yet my driving is actuall cautious as is normal- I’m actually driving just below the speed limit most of the way, which isn’t that unusual for me. In the grocery store I notice people are glancing at me occasionally. I go to check out thet clerk is a chubby white woman perhaps slightly younger than me. She makes a little eye contact and treats me with respect, but I do not sense warmth from her, I sense nervousness, even though she appeared to be nice enough to other customers. I get in the car and get a towlette and wipe off my neck. And begin to drive home. I notice the vibes changing. I feel a little softer, not like I was. I get home and wash off thoroughly and I get another “draw down” withdrawl feeling. I feel drained and I have to rest. I’ve felt nothing like this before until I started using pheros. It comes on fast and hard, and you’ve got to be ready for it. I believe it has something to do with the dosage, and androstenone.
A few hours later I meet up with Mr. X, somebody that is close to me, and we go out to eat. I am wearing 1x Instant Shine and WAGG to see what happens. I put on too much WAGG, it comes out in 3 drops. I feel a little numb. Initially I am chatting and cracking jokes and smiles. I feel a little loopy, but I don’t blow my “cover”. It will sound wierd as hell, but if I had to compare it to anybody, it would be Ellen Degeneres 
. Goofy, a little wierd, but chummy. I feel “neutral”, not particularly powerful or soft, easy going, and witty .
Then Mr. X says “well, we’ve been out for an hour?” “Huh, it’s been that long”? Then I go numb for about 5-10 minutes and don’t feel like talking. We get to the restaurant, and the waitress doesn’t make much eye contact- I think she’s just nervous or tired. I tell her my order, and she gets it wrong- I say “salad” twice and all she hears is “soup” before I correct her once more and she gets it. Wierd. I’m speaking clearly and she can’t understand me.
We wait on the food and we are chatting and joking about frivilous topics. Then the food comes. During dinner, I start to notice my face feels warm, as if I drank 2 glasses of booze (I rarely drink). We are quiet, and suddenly I feel serious and say “You know… you don’t hear much about aesthetics now days in philosophy” (this subject isn’t unusual for us, but the pacing and setting was). Mr. X says “Yeah”. We procede to discuss, in intricate detail the philosophies of aesthetics, and debating on why it seems to be downplayed in favor of ethics with modern philosophers, and also how metaphysics is largely dead. We must be freaking out alot of the people next to us, I figure, but I look around, and they all look calm, as if we were chatting about nothing in particular. Nonchalant. And here I am stuff is just rolling off my tongue and I’m not making mistakes, my memory seems as good as it can be. And what’s wierd is often times this guy is arguing against me, telling me I’m wrong. But now we seem to be reaching a consensus moreso- he’s agreeing with me alot of the time, and trusting in my opinion.
Then we start cracking jokes and laughing, but the pace is slower than before- Ellen is long gone, the witt is more cynical. Then it gets all serious and we talk about something, then the tone gets jocular again. Then it hit me. I am now Alan Alda. 
