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In my previous post on creepiness I talked about why guys get creepy and also tried to dispel a few misconceptions on creepiness and pickup arts. I stated that studying pickup and practicing social skills has improved every area of my life, and I meant it. Now it’s time to share some strategies anyone can use to destroy creepiness and get more social.

So without further ado, 7 ways to destroy creepiness and improve your social life. Continued

My last post got so many comments that I thought it would be easier to address them in another post.  I want to say that I appreciate everyone’s concern and support – just don’t be offended that I’m not taking any of your advice.

Yes, the BF’s had a pretty shitty pattern of drinking lately.  Remember, last year his pattern was to not eat or drink, which is how he got his kidney stone.  Personally, I think that a kidney stone is a way worse health consequence than being hung over, and the fact that last week was almost one year to the day as the kidney stone just goes to show how specific his stress is to the summertime.  He hasn’t had any alcohol since, so we’re both monitoring the situation and going from there.

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No, not for me, unfortunately – but fantastic news for the BF!  He bought a 2008 Dodge Avenger for $15,500 (almost $7K off the sticker price) this weekend.

Why A New Car

Currently, the BF drives a 13-year-old Jeep Grand Cherokee.  There are several unfortunate things about the car, but the most important are: 1) it gets about 8 mpg on the highway, and 2) it has started experiencing mechanical failure because of its age…in addition to the fact that he’s had to get towed about 3 times in the last 6 months or so, the power locks on the front doors don’t work, nor does the retractable antennae, and thus, the radio. Continued

So last week at work I sent out an e-mail blast to all of our graduate students advocating the dossier management service Interfolio.  Essentially, you can upload any documents you want (including confidential letters of recommendation that your recommenders upload to your account themselves via a secure link) and then when you apply to a position that wants a dossier, you can select via checkboxes which documents/letters you want sent, and Interfolio does it for you.  This is nice because you don’t have to print out everything yourself or worry about where the nearest post office is.

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Seriously? What was MSN thinking? See this column, entitled How To Date Like A Man, by Erin Dailey.

Dailey’s premise is that women should take charge and do the things that men do to get what they really want out of dating. She makes a lot of presumptions and, and while I’m all for generalizations in the world of blogging, I think Dailey has done a sloppy job of offering “advice” and trying to be funny. At least I think she’s going for humor. The thing that burns my scrotum is that her piece ran in Marie Claire AND on MSN Lifestyle, so probably tens of thousand, nay, hundreds of thousands of peeps read it. Oh no, I think I’m…yes, it’s coming…OMFG…I’m going to HURL…

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Dear Lance,

I’m 34 and a working professional. I have a great career, a nice house, a Lexus, and everything that I want at this point in my life. I also have a great girlfriend. We’ve been seeing each other for almost a year and she’s absolutely great. Smart, sexy, terrific sense of humor, active, and we share the same values, religious and otherwise. I think the world of her and we’ve even talked about marriage as a possibility in the not-too-distant future. She’s slightly younger than me, age 28.

The problem is this. I’m getting laid way too much. My girlfriend wants sex constantly, like every single time we hang out, which is like 4-5 times per week. And it’s not just the frequency that’s a problem, it’s the length of the individual sessions…sometimes she’ll want to go for hours, with her getting off 6-7 times, and then another 2-3 times in the morning. As you can imagine, this is exhausting work, and I don’t get to sleep much when we spend the night together.

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