Diary of a Madman (and a cat)

Field Reports & Anecdotal Experience Men's Journals
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A night at the goth club

It was my friend’s b day yesterday. She turned 27. I rarely get to see her these days even though she lives relatively close by. I met her around 6 years ago. For the first year, we talked via email in long messages (she was living in Japan). She moved back to the states and we hung out. There’s always been chemistry between her and I, but we never pursued it beyond making out.

So I suppose that’s some premise for this account.

She decided to celebrate at a goth club and since it’s 5 minutes from my house, why not? I dressed myself smart and opted to spray on mones. I haven’t a damn clue what I was doing other than experimenting. lol.

3x mx297 (throat, hair)
2x ammo (forearms, back of neck)
3-4x IH (sides of neck)
2x p78 (under my shirt/collarbone)

On the drive there, I keep getting whiffs of myself and wondering where that is coming from. There’s a difference in my gape as far as I can tell.

I get to the club and see my friend. It was a long 10+ second hug. She buries her head into my neck and tells me I smell really good. lol. Oh I said new cologne. She comments on how good it smells. It’s always good to see her but man that’s a hug. Her friend seems less than interested in talking to me (she’s married, which I found out later). We go off to dance and I’m doing my thing for a good 15 or so minutes. There’s a girl to my right that keeps floating around the floor and ending up rather close to me. No physical touching, but just hovering rather close. I head to the bar and get a drink. While waiting, a tall guy next to me notices me, looks at me a second and takes a step back. His gf comes over, talks to him. She turns around to look at me, as if to figure out where something is coming from.

I have my drink, go outside to get some air. I sat down to a girl. A few minutes later walks off, in part because some guy tries to hit on her by offering a light for a cigarette…which she said she was just putting out (she wasn’t). I go back inside, dance for a while. Back to the bar. My friend is over there and we’re chatting. She says she misses me a lot and thinks about me often. And I think, why? She just got a boyfriend last I checked. (She had been in a relationship for 2+ years commuting to the OC up until mid last year, so I rarely saw her). It was a strange confessional. But I just have trouble relating to heart felt moments (I have alexithymia). At some point, we were shoulder to shoulder, I squeezed her hand and she squeezed mine.

I went dancing again and she went outside. I joined them up outside. I caught the tail end of a conversation about breaking the pair and needing to replace it. Joked that I didn’t want to know. Somehow conversation gets into dancing and my friend wearing a dress, which makes it problematic to stomp with, unless you wanted to see underwear. lol. Her friend and other friend chime in on their underwear colors. Rightio. And friend shows a bit of her bra. I almost don’t register as there. I say I don’t think I can join in on this one. lol. But they ask anyway. I respond ‘Wouldn’t you want to know?’. I get heckled, and something about only one way to find out. haha.

One girl walks off. Then it’s just my friend and her friend. I talk about my new tight cordoroy pants (she’s a sucker for that and velvet), so she starts poking and stroking my thigh. She asks her friend to feel, to which her response was, “I’ll take your word for it”. haha.

Some girl sits down next to me an finds a key. I try to talk to her, but the answers are curt.

Some random elder goth (40s, facial hair, self proclaimed alpha smoking a cigar) comes over, offers me scotch. okay. I drink, he complains it’s Johnny Walkers, $20 a glass and I drank it in a swoop. Talks about his car. Friends run off. So I’m seeing where this idiot is going with all this. His car is 6 yrs old, 6k in detailing, he wants this and this car. He works in IT. He used to make this much. A lot of self confessionals. His gf brings a drink and he downs it. She walks off. A bit later he asks me to join him in drinks. Okay, I can see where this is going. I think a quick drink, this guy gets two tequila shooters and 3 vodka cranberries. I tip some of the drink over while he isn’t looking. In this time, he’s put his hand on the small of my back and grabbed my ass lightly several times, pretending to be sly. He takes his shot, I pretend to go with, and conceal the shot glass under the bar counter. He takes me aside, I slip the drink behind a guy. He talks about wanting to take me home with his gf, and he’ll either take me home or I’m coming home with them. Okay this is spooky, followed by putting a collar on me. I’m not fretting, because I’m curious how far this is going to get before I get a chance to quietly walk off. He says no matter what, he wants me to keep this [the collar]. More ass grabbing. And called me a wonderful boy…he meant man…but everyone is a boy when he’s an alpha. Gotta love the goth scene’s BDSM ties.

My friend sees me and says she’s gonna go home. Hugs me tight, asks me if I need help out of this. I said no, I’ve got this. “are you are?” yeah, I’ve got it. Are you really sure? lol Yes. She’s part of the BDSM scene, so she knows far more than me where things like this go. What she doesn’t know is I’ve had similar threesome proposals in the past, with the alpha (guy or girl) trying to drink me under and take me home. I’ve been in two threesome relationships prior as well (pre AD mones, but being aware of my own personal ones). She hugs me tight again, tells me to call her when I get home, and kisses me on the cheek. That was new. Well, she hasn’t kissed me in a few years. It wasn’t a peck, but one of endearment that lingered. She walks off.

A few minutes later he takes the 3rd drink and says he needs to talk to someone…walks off. That was my cue to amscray. I walked out of the club, went to my car and drove off.

So I don’t know what to make of this. My friend seemed very interested in me and flirty/touchy in the way we were when we first were interested in each other. On the other hand, it made a skeezy bi sexual elder goth feel me up. lol. All in all, this mix repulses some and draws some like crazy.

Edit.

Electracomplex just told me the IH I was using was 4x strength..so I was wearing 12+ strength of IH. Jesus christ. Well that explains the Elder goth telling me everything about his life and my friend telling me she missed me dearly..repeatedly…

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Maaaannnn!!! Crazy responses to the mones…

Jaw dropping goth…:smiley:

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haha trust me, that night was nuts. A bit beyond what I was expecting. lol :wink: That elder goth was dead set on taking me home at 2 am. And as my phero friend pointed out to me, the IH I used on myself was 4x strength. and I gave myself 3-4 sprays. Which…might have accounted for the wide discrepancy between reactions..and some damn candid reactions. lol.

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Ammo Report

I’m currently sitting on two versions of ammo. The older scent (neroli) and the new scent (f21 I think, smells like tide). I don’t personally like the latter scent, but boy that stuff hangs around, which I’m guessing is the point. It’s a very clean, just did batch of laundry, sheets out of the dryer smell. And for most men where hygiene isn’t on the list of things to do, I can see it helping. lol. But when you’re wearing mones daily and have to wash off and scrub ritually, it’s a non-issue right? I’m a generally clean boy, but I like to stay scent neutral, but my one perfume/cologne is called Stella, a rose/sandlewood scent that has a clean smell to it. For being a woman’s scent, it works very well with my body chemistry and smells appropriate on me. Electracomplex put some on and she smelled awful on her. Our friend agreed, and she’s the one who bought it for her originally. lol.

Moving on. My friend from the club night, J, came over for Doctor Who, indian food and ice cream. I gave myself 1 spray of the the current Ammo down my chest. I didn’t want to tip her off to having sprayed something. My house is warm in the summer and I knew we’d be sitting next to each other. I open the door and she hugs me. It’s a light 2-3 second hug. That’s her more normal hug by comparison to the ‘I missed you, you smell good’ club hug. She sets the food down, and she watches me make the ice cream.

We get to watching Dr Who. We got through 2 specials, each about an hour and a half. We started around 10:30 and wrapped up around 1am, if that gives you an idea. The entire night, I kept getting wafts of ammo. Apparently she did too. Her hand ended up high on my thigh for much of the night. There was some hand holding or her wrapping an arm around me. General play poking. Our usual meowing at each other and silly cat gestures. When the coffee ice cream was done, I got her a bowl and said she could have some of baklava I just bought. She kept trying to hand feed me it. hah. I didn’t get a chance to gauge pupils. Some hair playing. Letting me put a hand on her thigh. Or for a bit letting me wrap an arm over her stomach. Head on shoulders.

We’ve known each other for ages, so we’re comfortable around each other, so it’s hard for me to gauge what’s ammo and what’s comfort. But I don’t remember this much touching from the last time we had a Dr Who night.

By 1 am, she decided to go home and I walked her to her car. Got a hug and a kiss on the lips goodnight. We talked some more, rather more serious stuff. Found out guy she’s seeing and her have an open relationship. Emphasis on that, as I think she’s trying to make sense of it as it’s only been 3 weeks. Stuff going on with my photography came up. Comic con. Managed to throw in two more tighter hugs and two more kisses. Figured I’d push to see if she’d let me kiss her. All signs point to yes magic 8 ball. She eventually drove off about 15-20 minutes after I walked her to her car. hehe.

And today, I can still smell the ammo scent under my shirt. Wow. I didn’t think it would linger this long. And I just took a deep whiff and I just got a hit of momentary focus and a mild pulse/push where my frontal lobe/between the brows are. Very odd. Had this been the old neroli scent, it wouldn’t have stuck around 12+ hours later. Interesting comparison.

Edit.

I just remembered something from that night. While we were snuggling and watching Dr Who, she mentions the other night. She talks about my outfit (tight cord pants, button up long sleeve with a gray vest) and said I looked look good, cute or something along the lines of sexy without saying it. Also worth nothing was at Club, she she feeling my thigh up, and told me I had such fit thighs, followed by more feeling me up. Not to mention saying she feels her thighs up at home in the comfort of her bed..

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A Night Out, first meet

I’ve been talking to a girl, Mary, for a couple months now back and forth online. Seems like a sweet girl, likes disneyland and Tori Amos. That kind of girl. We had talked about meeting for coffee sometime and either her schedule would goof up or mine would. Case and point, I was suppose to go take photos of someone in her area and he ended up in Central California. Uh? okay. So I drove down to her area anyway to see a band play at a record store.

Now the mones. I sprayed on P103 (10mcg) for the self effect of quieting my nerves and putting me in a good mood 2 hours before meeting. An hour before I spray:

2 sprays - IG (throat and back of neck)
2 sprays - IH (sides of neck)
1 spray - Ammo (forearms, rubbed)
3-4 sprays - P96 (super diluted amount in some perfume I have, prob 1mcg per spray lol..hair, under shirt)

On the drive there, there were two major traffic slow downs. I didn’t seem that phased. Man, P103 is great for mellowing me out.

Find parking, walk up, and she waves at me. The band is about to start. They didn’t though. We were just talking side by side, leaning in here and there. I tried to make her laugh here and there. Not gonna lie, she laughs like Gargamail’s cat from the smurfs. lol. At first I noticed she was okay with leaning in, but as the show progressed, she kept leaning farther away, holding her purse close to her. When my elbow hit her back, she somewhat freaked out, looked at me and then down. She seemed anxious overall. She was quiet towards the end of the show.

We went to Starbucks around the corner. The barista seems unaffected by me. We sit down and drink our coffee. The conversation lasts a good 45 minutes to an hour. In that time, it’s all laughs, smiles, pupils half dilated. We spent much of that conversation in direct eye contact. I didn’t really try to look her below the neck and neither did she. She even made me a mix cd, which she forgot to bring. lol. I attempt to keep my body open and non threatening. I think the IH made me a little too honest since I told her some facts and things about my past I wasn’t trying to. Almost slipped in stuff about my ex. oops. Talk of bad luck, coincidences, friends who know friends, family, freeways. She asked about the big skate session I set up and asked me to send her the facebook info for that for her to pass around. Ha, she talked about a water gun fight I missed for that big skate meet. I had forgotten I had gone to the session and I got the shit test of what was I really doing? And had to explain the whole thing and this being our 5th one. Could be she wants to really see if I organize this or making it up.

She went to track a bathroom, and instead we wandered around a couple blocks, stopped across the street from the record store, talked some more. Lasted 15 minutes. She stood further back than she did in the beginning of the date. Said next time, she’d remember that cd and she had to wake up early, so goodnight. I went in for a hug and she gave me a loose quick, 2 second hug. She walked off around the corner…strange. I went to my car and drove home.

I’m mildly amused that she was closer to me physically earlier on but by the end, she was trying to put an arm’s length of distance. I seemed rather comfortable and not nervous at all. IG or P103 self effects? I wouldn’t see her as someone I’d date, but it was good to make a friend and get my socializing on.

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A trip to Starbucks..

Starbucks seems to be one of my testing grounds, usually on a Friday. This Friday wasn’t intentional. I meant to go to a shindig at a hatstore (thanks John for that recommendation) but I didn’t realize what time it was while photo editing. By the time I was ready to go I realized I’d have an hour or less to enjoy myself. Oh well. Might as well not let the mones go to waste.

2 sprays of A314 B to go (throat)
1.5 spray of IH 4x (across neck, forearms)
2 sprays of IO (across neck and forearms)
2 sprays of P74 (hair and across chest)

This proved to be an interesting mix. I walked over to starbucks. Immediately noticed self effects. Walking straight, with a bounce in my step. Shoulders back, head up. Feeling confident and a bit smug.

Get to Starbucks. I see the usual, Bill there. I say hi. I also see Bob and Shanna, 55 and 32. They’re in Bob’s car talking. They haven’t seen each other in ages. I say hi, they say hi. I stick my head through the passenger window and talk. A couple minutes later, Bob asks me if I want to smoke (erm..exotic tobacco..lol). Sure, why not. I hop in the back. He sets me up with what he said “just enough for you”. And when I wrap that up, he asks me if I want some more? I kindly declined. 10 minutes later, he still went another go and kept passing it to me. I spent 10-15+ minutes talking to Shanna, talking about photography. She kept picking my brain about the community college we took photography classes at (we didn’t know each other). Comparison notes. Talked my head off. She kept running me over a lot of technical darkroom info, as if I was an expert in the topic. Even after I said I did digital photography…lol. She even asked for my number, in case I ever wanted to go shooting with her. Uh. Okay. She had my number before. lol. I was rather surprised at the how friendly and respectful (not quite the right word I’m looking for) they were.

I walk inside to get coffee. I got a latte. Barista seems unaffected. Very straight to business. While I sit and wait for my coffee. I purposely sit at the same table to 18/teenish girls are sitting at waiting for their drinks. I was curious about the affects. The girls occasionally glanced, but kept their eye contact away. I could have swore they whispered something about me. One of the girl’s drinks was up. I don’t know why I turned to them to make small talk and tell them their drink was done. They returned their courtesy and told me when mine was done.

I walk off to put sugar in my coffee. There’s a lady there. Just by my being there, there seemed unnerved. She scuttled off a minute later. While mixing in the sugar, my friend siouxie come up, I say hello. She’s keeping her distance. She normally hugs me. On the 1 drop use of A314 (oil) she was more at ease and gave me a bit of a boobing with eye contact. This time, I had to approach her, and hug her. It seemed a bit weak. She said she was tired and didn’t feel herself.

I turn back to my coffee and my friend Joe comes up behind me, wraps his arms around me in a sensual way and says hello. I pause for a second, a bit confused and my quick wit kicked “Hey there baby bear” just to turn it right back on him. He quickly let go. lol. We all walk back outside. I sit down. My friend Ben says hi, while talking to Siouxie. I’m at eye level at his crotch. He purposely stands 4-5 inches away from my face, dick pointed at me. Again, I wasn’t that nerved and decided to fuck with him to by looking at his crotch point blank range and say hello. He seemed a bit surprised and took a step back. I grinned. Siouxie laughed and was just as startled. We talked for a bit longer. Went back inside to sit down.

The three of them sit down at one table and I’m not sure why I felt a tad uncomfortable, so I sat down at the table next to them. I read while they wrote into a b day card. I noticed I sat down with the legs tipped back, arm over the side, leg on a chair. IE taking up as much space as I could. They eventually go off. I decide to walk off and go home.

So my thoughts…Joe and Ben never act like that around me. Hell, none of anyone I interacted with that I knew behaves like that around me. Why it made Bob share his goods, Shanna to talk my head off, siouxie to keep back, or the two boys to show their queerer side around me…

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P77 and P114 report.

P77

I was supposed to go shooting photos today but the guy flaked yet again. Looks like his magazine feature isn’t gonna happen. But it meant I was restless and wanted to get out of the house. Where was the question? I felt like testing a mone too so I did what any user on her might have - went to the grocery store (trader joes). But what to use? I thought TUTH because I’ve effectively only used it twice to date. Na, lets try one of the putatives. P114? Unless I want to hyper focus while driving, no. P77…I haven’t touched that yet. hmm. Okay.

1 spray of P77 (across my neck at 7.5mcg)

I stuck around the house for 30 minutes to gauge the effects. After a few minutes, my throat feels tense and my chest feels like someone is mildly resting on it. My heart feels like it’s working a little harder, but when I feel my pulse, it feels just normal. It’s definitely elicited a physiological response. I get impulsive and ran out of the house, took the p77 with me. :smiley:

I drove to the store but had an urge to throw the top down on my car (it’s a red and black 80s vw cabriolet, great for summer evenings!). I didn’t. I feel a tad impatient as I wait for the light and the drivers. That’s not normally me. Motorcyclist/hipster getting on my nerves as he weaves stupidly around traffic. I notice I’m driving with an elbow resting on my window, a bit ‘cool’ like. I had to stop myself from trying to cut in front of that motorcyclist.

I get to Trader Joes. The crowd at this one is mid 20s-late 30s. Very young relative to the West Hollywood one I went to where everyone was 50+. I notice it’s cold and I know mones (synthetic or natural) don’t tend to carry well in cold. I go to the bathroom and give myself another spray. I’m purposefully walking within a couple feet of people, going in circles, doing double takes to see responses. I don’t feel particularly hungry while shopping.

I’ve noticed people are keeping their distance. They aren’t smiling, laughing, anything around me. There is a cone of silence around me. People are actually treading lightly around me. A couple guys walk past me, and double take for a second, as if something didn’t make sense. No women looked back. A woman moved her cart in my way and when she realized it, gave me a very sincere apology, as if I was going to do something. I wandered around the store a good 40 minutes, but I was done shopping the first 20.

I figure what the hell, before I go, let’s test another spray. Thats 22.5 mcg in total. That’s when things get interesting. A guy at the meat section hovered to the right of me and tried to keep out of my peripherals while trying to get meat. He wanted beef but settled for chicken. 1 tall girl looked at me while with her man and did a double take. Another girl hovered around me for 15 seconds, I moved to the next isle and she followed me to that isle…at least the mouth..and when I was out of range she walked off. A super tall guy (6’5"+) turned to me (5’4") and backed off, trying to make sense of what made him turn around. More guys did double takes and looked confused. All of them much taller and more masculine in their features than me. Went to get TJ food sample and someone put down part of some weird sandwich. I looked, and waited for the guy next to me. He didn’t go for it and put his arm out and said I could go for it.

Off to checkout. I chose a girl I’ve had hits with before. This time she was downright silent. She didn’t even ask the mandatory “hey how are you” question they make all their employees say. I believe she asked the next customers it. She avoided eye contact and half assed said have a good night.

P114

Hours later 4-5 hours later, I wanted to work on some photos. Time to test out p114 for photo editing. Applied light 10mcg spray above lip for self effect. That wasn’t a good thing as when I ate cereal later I tasted neroili. mmm. lol. Well that perked me up. It seems to be similar to TAF’s initial wake me up effect.

I got straight into editing. Mind you, I was watching a documentary on Peak oil and editing. I couldn’t focus myself on both. Usually I can listen and edit but not this time. I was purely focused on editing. I hammered out a fair amount of the photo in an hour. I would say I worked fairly feverishly for that hour. At some point I couldn’t do it anymore and laid down. I had to tune out both the photo and the documentary. After 15+ minutes I went back to editing, but it wasn’t particularly focused in the same way. It seems like the P114 has a very short half life. I’ve noticed this in my other tests where after an hour or two, the effects aren’t discernible.

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P74/B-nol test

I think it was in the first webcast P51Mustang said a combination of P74 and B-nol was close in effects to P83. And since there’s no ETA on P83 and I have some b-nol (2.5mcg), why not?

P74. 7.5mcg (1 spray, chest)
B-Nol, 2.5 mcg (3 sprays along chest)

I figured I’d try a 1:1 ratio first. Not sure what ratio P51 had found his effects at, did search around. With my luck I overlooked it on his journal.

The weather has been ridiculously hot this week. A change from last week where the overcast mornings were such a delight. The office doesn’t have AC, but has an odd tendency to stay cooler than the weather outside, up until 2pm, where it evens up.

Oops. So yeah I tested this out at the office. It’s interesting to test mones with my boss, who can be a tad…queeny… and is oftentimes a bit austre in between his bouts. The intern was in, but she hasn’t been that chatty. She’s bored at the internship and told her last week if she ran out of work or wasn’t feeling it that day, to go home.

Walk in around 10am. Boss walks in, says hi. It takes me 2 hours to go through emails and catch up with the weekend work. Boss remains his usual queeny self for the first hour. He mellows a little when the intern gets there. Everyone seems at ease. Can’t discern any self effects, but I smell nice.

Boss stands next to me, picking out photos. He’s finicky about photos, but he’s not being too picky this time. Boss gets on phone and talks to his friend, a little too honestly in front of the intern. More than she ever needed to know. lol. But he’s like that. She was eerily quiet. She sits 4 feet away from me and I’m in front of an open window. Since my back is to her, I couldn’t gauge effects too well. She takes off a few hours early.

I felt the entire day, he wasn’t so bad off and didn’t grill me as much. It didn’t help me with getting the day to work today, but he was understanding about my shoot on Thursday in SD. He usually is though.

I need to try this mix on a 1 on 1 situation, like with my friend Joc, the Dr Who girl from a few posts back. Work, not really appropriate, and harder to notice effects. Maybe I’ll try at the Starbucks near my work (different than the one I test the mones at normally).

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Comic con and car accidents

My apologies for the lack of response this past week. I tested the mones at comic con and the day after while with my friends. Unfortunately I got into a car accident Saturday and I’ve been a bit shaken since…I’ll try to write up something later in the week, but hence my lack of involvement on the board…

I’m in one piece, walked away from the wreck, so did the other driver. I’m just really shaken. On the plus side the P103 at 10 mcg put me at ease yesterday night. hehehe. So I have thoughts for you guys :slight_smile: but I need to get my head in order first. Until later!

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Technically, a note to subscribe to your journal. But dude, what else are interns for? Aren’t you supposed to experiment on them?

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haha, yes, their sole purpose is to be my testing agents! muah ha ha!:wink:

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The Comic Con Aftermath

So it’s been a crazy month and I haven’t done any reporting. I have been testing, so I’ll try to get my reports out soon. But I wanted to share the events that occurred at Comic Con. Mostly because John asked me to share. haha.

I drove down there around 5am and got there a little past 7 am. I hung around and waited for my editor at the skate magazine to show up around 9ish. It gave me ample time to walk aimlessly and try to find coffee or food. Unfortunately everyone else had the same idea, so the lines were ridiculous and my will shot from 3 hours of sleep and the car ride.

Around 9:30 I sprayed myself with 2 pumps of mx297 (neck and wrists) and 2 pumps of shine. It’s already 80 degrees out. My editor walks over and we walk over to the convention center. He’s been exceedingly chatty, even for him. He invites me over to the conference room his comic company he works for is having. He kept leaning over and giving me details about the guys on stage. A lot of personal details and his sentiments on each and every one of them. It was surprising to hear him say so and so was an asshole, he was a jarhead, etc. lol. As a favor, he asked me to take photos of the guys talking.

We eventually jetted off to the company booth, where I was introduced to everyone that knew him, the photographer who’s there for the after party and works with him at the skate mag to some. Smiles, nice to meet ya’s. The conversations didn’t go far, but they were polite. It seems Mx297 works great if someone already has prior experience with you. I’ve run across that in the many times I’ve used it around strangers; it doesn’t seem as effective.

He had to take care of business at the booth, so I meandered around the whole day. I was absolutely worn out. The mones seem to drown when there are that many people. I did recall chatting up a cute faux ginger at the Tara McPherson booth. I didn’t pursue the convo a whole lot and so she skittered off. It’s a bit of a blur at the moment as to what I did besides walk around, take photos and eat at a greek place.

By 4-5pm, I was wiped. I just wanted to sleep and even found some floor space to take an hour nap. Missed the suicide girls booth which would give you a free book if you gave them a password. Damn. By 7pm I walked over to my car and relaxed for a bit. Chatted on the phone, wiped down anywhere I had my mones on. I had to meet up at the venue around 8, so I hurried and phero bombed myself.. If I remember right I had on…

1 spray, Ammo (wrists)
2-3 IG (neck, chest)
2 sprays p78 (sides of neck, vest)
2 sprays, P74 (chest)
1-3 sprays, IH (what I didn’t know was it was 4x)

Off I went to the venue. Unfortunately where I parked would later get me a ticket. Damn it. lol.

The event coordinators put me on red carpet duty. Unfortunately no one knew there was a red carpet, the coordinators didn’t push anyone my way and I ended up standing there half the night looking at my phone. But I did get to talk to random people who did ask for photos and the strangers walking on the sidewalk. It seems people were willing to listen to my directions, but as a photographer they usually do. The drunker people got (Open Bar), the more they let loose and let me take some bizarre photographs.

A couple hours in, I was tagged by the other photographer to take photos inside. Thank god. I had a drink (only one I knew I’d be able to have) and got to work. I buzzed around and photographed whoever I could. That part’s fuzzy, and I was tagged to go back outside. I chatted up a girl who could have been my Ex’s best friend’s doppleganger. Same name too. The convo went on for a good half hour or so, and even got a hug and email. I was just curious if I could wearing what I did. What I did wrong though was put on another spray or so of ammo. Mind you, I’m 28 and probably at the peak of my none production…remember this, it’s key!

The other photographer bails at midnight and I’m left wondering what to do. I barely have any photos. So I go back in and mingle, blind people. I work my way to the back of the bar and keep at it. I talked to my editor for a while and his wife. I never really have talked to her. Quite the funny woman. I excused myself and went back to shooting.

I see a couple and go over to take a shot. He puts his hand out and I step back. He says “delete that photo!”
“I didn’t take a photo”
“I saw the flash, delete it!”
“you want to see? Here’s my camera!” and I turn it on and set it at preview, scrolling through the photos, front and back.
“You’re skipping past it on purpose! Show me the photo!”
“I didn’t take one you stupid fucking idiot!!”
“Don’t call me a fucking idiot!”
He takes the camera and starts to scroll through my photos, including the ones I took earlier, including those of props from a certain BBC Show.

A guy chimes in and says, “You have to understand, it’s a family show”.

What the hell is he talking about? He kept saying that as the other bloke was scrolling, who even comments on the props, which seems to calm him down some. When he’s satisfied that I didn’t take a photo, he hands the camera back. It finally clicks in my head who he is. He’s the star of that show. And so I apologize for the argument, we shake hands and I said I didn’t know it was him and I understand his position. He explains he couldn’t be seen with a beer in his hand. The other guy’s comment about a family show hits it in.

“Are we going to take this photo?”
“Yeah sure..”

I snap off a few of him and his female companion. I didn’t think anything of her, considering what had just happened. They walk off immediately after and I talk to the other guy, who is their liaison. He tells me they just landed and it was their first time doing Comic Con. We banter a bit about the show and again, apologies about the argument and the drink in hand with the implications of the show. We say goodbye and that was that.

I think the couple thought I was a paparazzi. Whoops. I call ElectraComplex and tell her what had just happened. Oh hell. I was freaking out for a good 15 minutes. I had met the star of my favorite show and apparently, that girl was the other star. Hell of a story to tell my friends.

If you’re wondering why I’m keeping names and shows off, it’s because this would be bad PR for the guy and the show. But if you have guesses, message me and I’ll be glad to tell you more :slight_smile:

The rest of the night, I listened and talked to the editor and his friend, Andrew, also from the UK. Good guy. Turns out he used to skate too and did the graphics for some of my favorite skate videos. He even handed me his card and told me to email him sometime, he gets bored and it would be good to see a non work related email. cool but weird lol. I need to email him by the way.

I wasn’t paid on site like I was supposed to and my editor blew a gasket. He hunted around for the coordinators long gone and cursed a lot. He talked to his boss and let him know about this “fuck up” as he put it. He was also quite pissed drunk. But he was still coherent. He asked if I had money to get home and I said no. So he personally went out of his way to walk 10 blocks with his wife, Andrew and me to an ATM and gave me $100 out of his own pocket so I’d get home. He said he’d get refunded, so it was all good. But he was furious and embarrassed that he had gotten me this gig and they had screwed up like that. A lot of cursing at the end of the night.

I was exhausted and said my goodbyes. I hopped in my car and got gas. I made it 1/3 of the way from San Diego to LA and passed out in the parking lot of a Jack in the Box. haha. Yeah. Hell of a night. Followed by that day, well night when I got into a car accident, which shook me up good. Hence the lack of reports. But here I am! :slight_smile:

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More strange results with P77

I went out with Electracomplex to go eat out at a burger joint. They make everything from scratch, even the condiments. One of the tastiest burgers I’ve had and they give you the option of gruyere cheese. Mmm. Better not get started or I’ll be there before lunchtime. :stuck_out_tongue:

We headed over around 8pm, a tad nippy, my guess mid 60s. I decided to give P77 a go just because of the tight quarters, it would be warm inside and a varied crowd. That and I haven’t used it in a while. Been sticking with P103 or nothing at all lately. I sprayed 20mcgs on along my wrist and neck.

I placed the orders and actually got them right (Electra’s are very selective, allergies). I usually manage to forget some part of the order. I picked out a booth/corner that was fairly large with no one sitting nearby. Guess I wanted the extra space/turf. We chatted and I felt a bit at ease, a tad cocky as I talked and teased her with my usual banter. I naturally tend to neg people though. Men, women. The food arrived and I went to get ketchup. Taller men seemed to give me a bit more space as I had to walk through the line to make it to the other side of the room.

She found her burger to be undercooked, which bugs her since she’s worried about getting sick. Usually, I’m the one not trying to make a stink at places. This time, I was ready to get up, cut ahead of people and tell someone “hey, this burger is pink and the lady over there might get sick. Fix it.” I had an attitude of I’m not gonna stand for this. As I was ready to get up, she said it’s okay, she didn’t want to bother the joint when they’re busy. I asked her later about it and she said she felt more cuddly, less willing to inconvenience me into getting up, and was far less bothered than usual about the undercooked burger. Which surprisingly happens to her a lot.

As we were heading out, we cut through the line again and I immediately see a tall (6’0") white guy in glasses with his girlfriend. They’re shoulder to shoulder, but not being affectionate in any way. I’m coming from his right and as I walk onto his left, where his girlfriend is standing, he immediately puts his arm around her and pulls her closer. I smirked and died of laughter on the way to the car. P77 makes guys uneasy around me, mostly taller guys. My previous experiences with it have made guys double take, like something about my scent wasn’t congruent with my height/physique.

We headed over to visit our old man friends at starbucks. Bob, the stoner, responded well to this. It seems anything with a status elevator works well around him. He’s around 55-60. He offered a toke, and we chatted. He’s a lot taller than me, at 5’10". We talked in his car (Bob and Bill hang out in the parking lot, talking out of their cars). Just as A314, he treated me more of an equal and was more willing to listen.

Other friends swing on by and we chat. One girl who boobed my hand a while back on A314 accidentally gave me a handful of butt this time around. lol. I said oops sorry about that. They were trying to figure out where to go and bowling was suggested. I mentioned an alley close by and the guys seemed more inclined and agreed to that. Off we went and I apologized to Bob and Bill for the quick hit and run. Electra says she normally wouldn’t have said yes to going, being that above girl and her don’t get along. They’re both alpha women, so they butt heads. She also says she felt like she handed that alpha making decision off to me, which she absolutely does not do, so weird by her standards.

We get to the alley and buy our shoes. What everyone failed to take into account was there were more people bowling than they had paid for. 9 bowlers and 8 slots. Guess who was the 9th? lol. It was a guys against girls game. The guys gave me a lot more room, a bubble of sorts. I sat on one side, which the women ended up sitting by and the men on the other. The men weren’t particularly chatty with me. When I pointed out the extra man thing out, one guy apologized profusely and said I could take his slot. I declined and went up to the counter to get a refund.

I walked up, told them the story. At first, they were hesitant. I told them look, my friends goofed and I’m not getting to play, I’d like a refund. They kept trying to say hey, your friends aren’t at that lane but another lane. Which annoyed me. “look, I know which lane my friends are at, all you have to do is go over there.” So they switched tactics to “well, 8 people paid, how can there be 9 people?” 5 minutes in and I’m ticked off. I mean, I became demanding, abrasive and just very alpha.

“Look, 9 people paid, 8 people are playing. If you screwed up and someone didn’t pay, that’s not my problem, it’s yours. All I know is I paid, and I’m not playing right now am I?!”

And I just kept saying that, each time more forceful and sternly. I gave the guy, his manager, and anyone else behind the counter a deep glare. Almost predatory, like if you don’t do this, I will hurt you. They hushed up and chatted amongst themselves, pointing to my friends. They eventually gave me back my money, like it wasn’t worth the hassle and didn’t say a word at all.

I walk back and watch them play for a bit and we all called it a night. The rest is a bit fuzzy, other than electra wanting to sit in the car and listen to music for a while. lol.

P77 is just strange and the self effects are only now becoming more apparent. Men view me far differently with it on, which makes me wonder what I’m not putting out or how I’m viewed normally. Puts it into perspective. Not the sexual tones it seems other guys have to it, but it has an alpha-top dog feel to it.

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It’s been a quiet few months…

My apologies for the months away, but my mind has been elsewhere. I’m working in some projects that have required my attention away from the forum, chats, etc. On top of being broker than usual, meaning if I saw shiny pheros I wanted to try I’d be SOL. But I’ve been testing here and there with some interesting thoughts.

In particular, I think it was P51Mustang who mentioned a while ago about coming close to the P83 vibe with P74 and B-nol. I remember there was a small amount of P83 for sale a few months ago and I wish I could have snagged some to compare effects. Oh well. So this mix has really caught my attention because of the disinhibitor effects which seem vital in the more experienced users’ mixes for attraction mixes. I’m a bit out of touch with what’s going on and what’s on sale atm, so pardon any lack of knowledge I may have.

But P51 never mentioned ratios, which…gave me some leeway. I had a bottle of B-nol at 2.5 mcg laying around and p74 at 7.5mcg.

Edit. Forgot to mention I’ve tried p96 with this mix throw into my usual scent, and erm, that was part of the killer combo.

1 spray for b nol and 1 spray p74 didn’t seem to do much that I can recall. A few glances, nothing spectacular.

2 sprays for B-nol and 1 spray of p74 worked far better. The first day out, a girl at the supermarket passed by me and smiled, turning her head as she walked. Not bad. That’s the ratio I’ve predominantly used it at. I’ve had both men and women tell me more than they should have wearing this. Little personal details slipped out more. My father couldn’t stop bantering about family history I had never known about. Clerks at stores more at ease. In a romantic setting, I’ve used it in 4 instances which lead to IoI’s and making out or sexual activities. But mind you, I was wearing a perfume that carries well with my chemistry along with this mix.

4 sprays of B-nol and 2 sprays of p74 lead to one hell of a night. Let’s say all eyes on the dance floor, taken home, mauled. Jesus.

No none was worn. I’ve throw in p103 here and there to lighten moods, which seems to steer things well in social situations. The other person laughs more, makes more eye contact, smiles. That’s at the 10mcg dosing, usually 1-2 sprays max.

3 sprays of b-nol and 1 of p74 also works well, but I haven’t been able to discern a difference in effects, so it might just be a waste of b nol. Haven’t played too much with it. But if I remember right IO is B-nol and IH is A-nol, so one of my early attempts was 2 b-nol, 1 IO and 1 p74, which went rather well, which just means 3x1. haha.

Only tried this once so far, but if you’re starting with the 4x2 and meet the person again with 2x1, it’s not even as effective as they’re used to your higher signature scent. It’s rather surprising.

Let’s just say testing this mix has made my life rather interesting while I’ve been away. Curious for a few thoughts on the matter…hopefully I’ll get back into the swing of things.

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I, personally, found people responding to me with affection wearing just P74. Both genders. Not the touchy feely kind of affection; the kind that you just bask in . . .

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A long long time…(mx457)

It’s been who knows how long since I’ve done a tester’s report. I’ve been using my mones sparely and been occupied with life rushing by me. It’s more than I care to think about right now. I just ordered up CTTM just to get my toes wet again and once I’m up to date on what’s been going on with the community, I’ll pick up more fun items…

For now…I guess I’ll start off with my decision to spray on some mx457 that’s been sitting away quietly in the fridge. I loved mx456 (was that ever turned into a staple?) and I dunno why I never got around to using 457 much. Figure I’m going to be out and about, pretending to be social. So off I go with 3 sprays - hair, wrists which dabbed my neck, and back of my head. It’s a nice 70+ toady, so I should have a good diffusion should take place.

Can’t say I noticed any self effects, however it’s hard to tell being I’ve weeks on end not being myself. Long story short, a depressing month, a woman 2 states away, a gig I had to walk away from, and some crap I wish I could just plain forget. Fun stuff. That’s not the point. I know this is stealth with mx297 (again, is that still around). I found it made you more inviting, which I think might make you want to be so. Especially since I’m trying to be.

First trip to a store picking up a gift. Wandering around, no heads turn. I did pass a sales clerk girl who I said sorry for sweeping by her and she said it was okay. Nothing earth shattering. Went to go pay. The cashier kinda teased me saying if I would like to buy this? In a tone that isn’t “hey! you gonna buy this or what?” way. But in a helpful way. I said something and we both laughed. She was fairly pleasant.

I walked past a signature collector..who didn’t notice me until I was 4-5 feet past him. After which, he talked my ear off, said how perceptive I was (intellectual-political banter from me) and how I should run for office. How strange. No, stranger was my deaf friend who I haven’t seen in years pats me on the back. We start chatting and the petitioner very kindly thanked me for my time with a smile.

Went to the post office and the line was enormous. Nope. Not gonna happen. Just sorta made my way around.

Off across the street and I pass by a burger joint. Smells amazing. It wasn’t good tasting, but that’s another story. The cashier is incredibly patient. Or it could be she’s passing time. Order gets served up in a to go box. I pick it up and she kindly asks if I wanted a bag with it. okay sure. I spent 10 minutes waiting and watching orders go out. None of them got bags nor were asked.

I decide what the hell, I’m gonna sit outside and just eat. More like a few bites and read. A girl squeezes between the tables, so I move it just a couple inches. She says it’s no trouble at all. Doesn’t make eye contact. A few minutes later her boyfriend sat down. Maybe 3-4 feet from me. Within a couple minutes, he decides they should go inside. He made it a point of telling this girl they should go inside. I found that odd.

A while later two 20-something girls, a blonde and brunette come up to me. Scientologists. Oh good grief. They didn’t have any eye contact with me until maybe 5 ft away. They they both seem to want to talk. Of course, it’s about L Ron Hubbard. What I’ve heard. If I’d want to come by. What I did. My photography. What I wanted out of life. I mean it’s literally a 50 minute talk. The brunette won’t stop asking questions, the blonde is more reserved but interested. They appear rather interested in me. I mean both their pupils are huge. I think, low lighting outside, probably why. The brunette asks what I’m up to. Nothing…reading. So why don’t I go down to the ‘mission’. Fuck. Not what I was hoping for. Nope nope nope. Why not make it a social experiment. Okay, sure, I’d love to. The brunette gives the blonde her car keys to drive, which leaves me with that girl to walk 5 blocks. She’s picking my brains and trying to figure out how to get me into the church. Which she says it isn’t. She slips up later and says it is. It’s so interesting how they try to keep things about you and how little they talk about themselves. You gotta really push. I’m of course feeding her what she wants to hear and how well adjusted I want to be. I’m far from it.

Get to the mission and off to watch videos about the church and what could be causing the anguish in my life. It sounds great, but it’s nothing but neural linguistic programming. Not the point. She takes a few calls (fake I’m sure). When she’s sitting, both of us appear to be mirroring our posture. She is more removed and appears to have lost interest in the talk.

Eventually I get passed to the blonde again. She’s the class counselor. She picks your brains and figures out what you need the most help on. Except it turns into 30 minutes talking to her. The more I tell her, the more animated she seems to get. The entire time, her pupils start out large but at the end, they’re saucers. I’m pulling to get her to talk more about herself. Apparently that’s not something they do often or are told not to do. Then again, she kept saying “I totally understand” and “I know right”. I was okay until she wanted me to sign a contact and pay for classes. Not…what I wanted. I figured I could talk my way out. Nope. They rope you in and try anything to get you to pay. All the while, she’s getting pushier and asking about my reservations. There’s a line in their contract for the class that says you give up your right to take them to court. What? I say that bothers me. She’s trying to assure me it’s nothing. I start to collect my things and I get up to go. “What’s happening? Oh..you’re getting your stuff…and going…” I start to walk out the door" and I could hear there was a bit of a sad undertone to her words…then “oh, goodbye”. How strange. No hairplay or anything, but her interests were piqued.

After all that, I wondered…it seemed like people wanted to help me or didn’t want to inconvenience me by asking for my help. Overall, it was something else. Not sure I’d want to do it again soon. We’ll see.

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Welcome back! Glad to have you.

Interesting read. That was an excellent social experiment indeed. I don’t know many people brave enough to be able to walk away from a Scientologist mission. Many have tried! You must have completely confused them. You’re in Scientology epicenter.

To answer your Q’s, yep! 297 is still around, and could be a consumer release candidate. No one lets us take it out of stock! :wink: MX456 and MX457 may or may not make a comeback? Those were Stealth Diffusion experiments of 297 I believe?

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Yep, both of those mxs used stealth diffusion. Which dates when I was last on here…oops. Mx456 felt like it made people more socially open in a friendly way, vs mx257 makes everyone want to help you like a superior. My friend Electracomplex tested this out yesterday (she got me into androtics and knows more of the science behind pheromones) and confirmed the same earlier.

Sweet jesus I didn’t think I was going to escape the scientology mission. lol. Those girls were incredibly insistent! It might be worth noting both were white, as last I remember, some of the mones leaned more or less on certain ethnicities. mx457 didn’t last I checked. But it’s been a few years. Who knows.

I figured hey, I’ve never done this and this is insane that they wanted to help me find inner peace…sure…in mean I can’t really do a proper mone test within my usual circles either.

And oh thank god 297 is still around. I’m out of that. Was any more work done with the stealth diffusion scent outside of 456/457?

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Yep, both of those mxs used stealth diffusion. Which dates when I was last on here…oops. Mx456 felt like it made people more socially open in a friendly way, vs mx257 makes everyone want to help you like a superior. My friend Electracomplex tested this out yesterday (she got me into androtics and knows more of the science behind pheromones) and confirmed the same earlier.

Sweet jesus I didn’t think I was going to escape the scientology mission. lol. Those girls were incredibly insistent! It might be worth noting both were white, as last I remember, some of the mones leaned more or less on certain ethnicities. mx457 didn’t last I checked. But it’s been a few years. Who knows.

I figured hey, I’ve never done this and this is insane that they wanted to help me find inner peace…sure…in mean I can’t really do a proper mone test within my usual circles either.

And oh thank god 297 is still around. I’m out of that. Was any more work done with the stealth diffusion scent outside of 456/457?

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Yes and no. We have a few Stealth Diffusion tests on our agenda in the coming months. That’s all i can say about that! :smiley: