Hate To Love Me

So my trip to hang out with Vin DiCarlo and Heartwork was a complete success. We were all super productive and not only that but we learned a lot about each other and the things we need to do to be successful in this industry. Bouncing ideas off these two was awesome; definitely something I wouldn’t mind being around more often.

My first flight from Ottawa to Detroit turned out to be verryyyy interesting. I was sitting in the terminal and had caught a couple cute girls on the flight checking me out. I don’t normally approach in airports for whatever reason (my laziness) so I just took the sweet sweet validation and put a smile on my face. I took my seat on the plane and watched for who was going to get the pleasure of being stuck with me for 2 hours on this mini bus of a plane.

I see one of the cuter girls (bout a 7-8ish) walking up and as she sees that she’s sitting next to me her face lights up with a smile for about a split second. I proceed to take my iPod earbuds out of my ears, and put away my little jukebox. I take a quick second to figure out the best way to approach her when she pulls out a Cosmo magazine. Note to everyone, Cosmo magazine was put on earth to make pickup easier for guys.

Orleans: *pointing at the magazine* “What is it with girls and Cosmo.”

We proceed to fluff on about how Cosmo is professional journalism and I grab it out of her hands to flip through it. I hold it in my hands for a few more seconds and then I put it in the back of the seat in front of her. Distraction taken away.

I run some conversational game, basically just being a cool guy and not fucking up her attraction for me (while also doing a physical escalation combination of incidental class 1 and 2) and then we move back onto the topic of Cosmo and how sleezy it is. We start reading each other the naughty stories from the back of the magazine. As I’m holding the magazine I’m letting my right forearm (she was on my right hand side) gently brush/rest on her thigh. Reading the erotic stories was a lot of fun, got to talk in my bedroom voice and make fun of the shitty writing with her which built a lot of comfort between us.

We put the Cosmo away again and then I run into some comfort building stuff such as the back story behind my white gold ring on my ring finger (that girls ALWAYS ask about), some palm reading stuff, identity things. Through all this I find out the following information:

• She’s 20
• She’s only ever had one boyfriend ever
• They were together for 6 months and recently broke up
• She’s on a college scholarship for swimming and spends a metric shit-ton of time in the gym
• She’s extremely shy unless other people open her up

This tells me she’s probably has ugly duckling syndrome (less attractive when younger but blossomed into a hottie) which would explain the lack of boyfriends and the shyness. She’s probably also incredibly self-conscious about her body which I must say is absolutely bangin’.

As the flight begins to land we hit some of the worst turbulence I’ve ever experienced and this causes her to panic like crazy. She’s squeezing my hand and is very nervous. I use this opportunity to comfort her and establish a protector role. After the flight we walk out with my hands on her hips and then hand in hand into the terminal. I tell her she should come see me in Ottawa if we can’t get together in Boston on Saturday, she seems to be really up for it. We exchange numbers and part with a hug and kiss on the cheek. She’s a really cool girl, and although we didn’t get the chance to get together I hope that something comes from it.

The rest of the weekend composed of working our asses off on video stuff, getting ready for LA (announcement in the next post) and talking about marketing strategy. I won’t get into details but let me just say that I absolutely enjoyed every minute of hanging out with Heartwork and Vin and I think we all got a ton from this weekend. The dynamic was also really killer between the three of us, I know that our business together will be amazing!

But like always it will be nice to be home. Right now I’m sitting in the Philly airport and I’m meeting up with my crazy angry sex girl tonight when I get home. She’s never had a facial before and really wants one so I’m going to give her one. I haven’t gotten off since Thursday and have been popping these crazy money shot pills Vin got from one of our video sponsors, so if you hear anything about a girl being drowned via splooge, it was me.

Posted by Orleans on August 20, 2007 at 4:29 pm in Uncategorized

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