I feel like Tyler Durden

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I went back to homecoming at one of my alma mater’s last weekend. It was a fucking blast. I just didn’t give two shits and a fuck. I flew on instinct.

I didn’t want to come back to Milwaukee on Sunday. I didn’t want to start the work week. I wanted to stay at my old university and get drunk and chase ass 24/7.

I was depressed during the four hour interstate drive back. Then my front driver side tire blew out.

I didn’t get excited. In fact I thought it was rather cool. It was liberating. I changed the tire while semis blew past me only a few feet away going 80 MPH. It was delightful.Fight Club Tyler Durden Brad Pitt Edward Norton

I got about three hours of sleep that night. At work the next day I felt like Tyler Durden. Not the fake Tyler Durden from Real Social Dynamics but the real Tyler Durden from “Fight Club”. I wanted to photocopy the rules of Fight Club and leave them for my boss to see. Maybe even photocopy my ass and taint.

I started drinking energy drinks like water. Caffeine, taurine and high fructose corn syrup are my friends.

I knew I should make a post on this blog but I didn’t want to.

I didn’t want to talk about “The Pickup Artist” or Neil Strauss’s new book. I didn’t want to create some post about overcoming a three letter acronym. I didn’t want to pepper the post with unrelated random pictures of hot girls in different stages of undress.

LMR … IOI … DHV … AFC … PUA … AMOG. Bitch please! Not even Steve Urkel or Doogie Howser would talk with that quantity of acronyms and obscure terminology.

I did not want to “sarge” with my “wings” and use time constraints and threaded canned material.

I don’t give a flying fuck what some girl thinks about tattoos or which sex lies more. I don’t want to give girls “best friends tests” or the “cube”. I rather stay home and masturbate if it comes to that.

I don’t want to set around and drink overpriced beer that comes in green bottles from countries I couldn’t even point out on a map and argue about who the greatest pick up artist in the world is even though none of us has ever met any of the ones we are trying to make our case for.

I want to drink a $1.89 forty of Colt .45 wrapped in a brown paper bag. I want to smoke cheap little cigars that look like poop-stained cigarettes.

Honestly, I just want to go out where I want to and talk to women that I want to about what I want to talk about. I don’t want to be pushed into “sets” by some self-proclaimed “guru”. I do not feel the need to prove my pick up abilities to some dude who prior to tonight I only knew by a forum name with some form of the word “cat” in it.

I do not want to read other PUA’s lay reports. Wow, you used the “cheating boyfriend opener” on a girl at Starbucks then “negged” her and defeated “LMR” to “F-Close” her. Good for you. You’re such a unique snowflake. Here’s some validation for you: whoopity shit! I so care about your your little sexual conquest. It’s called a Monday for most people.

I’ve always been good with women when I’ve been comfortable with them. Sometimes I still get approach anxiety. Sometimes I am not in the right mindset when I go out. I think I think too fucking much. I’m done thinking and I’m done caring.

I’m feeling different. A lot has changed in a week. Part of me is scared by my new attitude. Most of me feels promise of good things to come from my new attitude.

I will say there is bound to be some interesting posts in the immediate future.

You guys have all met me during a strange part of my life.

Now you must excuse me while I go out and burn my ying/yang coffee table.

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  • Vedran
    October 13th, 2007 at 1:23 pm

    Welcome to the club, bub. The club of not giving a shit what a woman might think of you if or when you blow yourself out. That’s why I sort of think of the game as a game of numbers. So a girl rejects ya…so what? There are tons upon tons of women out there that you haven’t met yet and most likely the girl that blows you out/you blow out will never speak to you again, nor will you see her again. Keep rocking that shit.

  • Malcolm
    October 13th, 2007 at 1:51 pm

    Masturbating at home alone? Yeah that sounds like more fun then going to a bar with a bunch of assholes that you are forced to occupy space with, while they cramp your style. I think that’s what I’ll do tonight.

  • Mack Tight
    October 13th, 2007 at 4:09 pm

    You are cool. You can pick one little fragment of my post and make a smart ass comment about it. You sure “alpha-maled” me.

    Keep blogging about shaving your balls Malcolm. You are sooooooo edgy. It’s a good thing you put a “parental advisory explicit content” warning on your blog! You are eXXXtreme!!! You are a fucking rock star in the blogging world.


  • Mack Tight
    October 13th, 2007 at 4:14 pm

    I do not think you even understood my post at all. It is not about taking rejection personally and I do not know where you got that from.

    It is about how robotic and ridiculous the seduction community is.

    Remove your blinders and read it again.

  • Vedran
    October 13th, 2007 at 6:23 pm

    Mack, you and I have some talking to do then. Way to call me out online…

  • Bobby Rio
    October 14th, 2007 at 9:41 am


    I think most of us who have been around the community for awhile know that there is a ridiculuosly cheasy element to it.

    And I think once you “get it” and actually are getting laid and having a good time -you drop the acronyms and stop writing field reports, and haven’t read an e book in years, and don’t much care about the community in general… but unfortantely us for with blogs people come to our blogs to read about this kind of stuff.

    Yes it is as much a business as it is a hobby. I love meeting beauftiful women, but my life is a lot more than that. But for a lot of guys they have to succeed with women before they can move to the next phase. I know it was they way for me.

    Anyway i get your post. I just got through with my homecoming weekend as well…. and I would trade all my knowlege, my lays, my business, to be a clueless sophmore again living in a frat house.

  • Malcolm
    October 17th, 2007 at 9:54 am

    Jesus Fucking Christ! Talk about over reaction of the century. I was just commenting to let you know I enjoyed your post. Sorry if I cracked a lame joke because my own life is so lame I have no great personal experience to back it up with.

    And honestly I often do just stay home then go out with the wankers from work who I’m forced to socialize with during the week. Chill out Mr. Mack, the world is not a competition.

  • Mack Tight
    October 17th, 2007 at 12:38 pm

    Don’t take my previous comment personal.

    I was a bit perturbed at that time and I obviously interpreted your comment the wrong way.

    I don’t know if living a boring life is your schtick for your blog like Rodney Dangerfield saying he gets no respect in his stand up routine. If it isn’t, there is a shit load of opportunities in Toronto to make your life more interesting. You just have to leave your comfort zone and house to find them. They are not going to come find you.

    I was just like you and lived a boring life too. In fact my daily life still isn’t even close to an episode of “Entourage”. It is more like a boring episode of “The Office” but I’m trying to change that.

    I do disagree with your last comment though. I think the world IS a competition in many ways. I’m constantly competing for jobs (AKA money source) and women in my life. It is unavoidable. If I didn’t compete I would be lonely and poor. That was one of my problems when I was an AFC; I was scared to compete. I didn’t want to compete because I couldn’t handle losing (AKA rejection). Now I know you have to lose several times before you can start winning consistently.

  • Malcolm
    October 17th, 2007 at 2:47 pm

    It’s obvious that I took the comment personally and I think a bit obvious to foresee as well. But on the other hand you don’t know me and obviously found my tone condescending. Glad it’s all worked out.

    I guess you are right about the competition thing. But remember not everyone is competing.

  • Mack Tight
    October 17th, 2007 at 5:57 pm

    I took your original comment personal too at the time but I do not now.

    I’ve added your blog to my blogroll. I hope you continue to visit my site and might consider subscribing to the feed.


  • Malcolm
    October 17th, 2007 at 11:07 pm

    Ha, I was already subscribed. I’m sure I have much to learn from you. I have also added you to my blogroll.

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