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Thoughts of Cro: September 2008
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How I became a better person - Part III. I finally concluded my story, see parts 1 and 2. I was still drinking a lot, schoolwork was weighing me down, work was my escape and sex. But I was getting less and less of it. Something had changed. I wasn’t a very nice person, but I was trying to fix that. I started treating women better, but that only meant less women, and I felt like I was fumbling around, unsure of myself. I didn’t know who I was anymore. For a few days, I studied him from A to Z, from his fu...
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Thoughts of Cro: For shits and giggles - Old, old reports
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For shits and giggles - Old, old reports. Oh yes, I decided to dig up some really old Field Reports from when I was starting out, dating from 2006 - 2007, instead of many posts I'll just post them here together, I hope you enjoy. FR: Bad juggling, or a fresh start? I think I've never screwed things up as much as recently with the women in my life, I should start at the beginning. We met the following days and dated with the occasional kissing, but nothing more she wanted to take things slower this time a...
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Thoughts of Cro: October 2009
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Sunday, 25th October. At work, bartending. It's a busy night at the bar, considering it's a Sunday evening. A lot of tourists in town and some locals as well. I jump out for a smoke, there's a guy outside on the phone. I don't mean to pry, but I overhear the conversation. He obviously got a girls number last night and is calling her now that he has some liquid courage in his system. He hangs up, I put out the cigarette and nod to him, "last night's pickup? I walks away grinning, "good luck man". Her frie...
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Thoughts of Cro: March 2008
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FR: Poker and Flu. Setting: Day after my last FR(3 numbers in 30 minutes). Threw a poker night with the guys at my place, we all dress up planning to go sarging later in the night. Early in the game, I start feeling cold, and tired. I shrug it off, and open me up another beer and continue betting chips hard! I sneeze, bloody hell. In the next 30 minutes, I get a cold, then a slight fever and I'm all puffy in the face and eyes. I'm not going sarging like this! HB8: Hey, you waiting for a beer? He smiles a...
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Dating Tips & Relationship Advice
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This stuff led me into the sack! It's only been one day and I know that I got a lot of practicing to do, but I'm looking forward to this. If there is a person I have to thank, its Daxx! INNER GAME DEC 15TH! London’s Last Chance! Rule #673: Bros before Hos! Social Circle Mastery – LAUNCHED TODAY! Social Circle Mastery Final Seminar This Weekend. Phone & Text Game Launch…… TODAY! Want to convert numbers into dates? Get them to call you? The Ultimate Phone & Text game book has been launched TODAY! So that y...
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El blog Germánico: Besé a un cantante pop.
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Besé a un cantante pop. Ayer fué junta del Lair. Asistieron pocos, lo cual no me sorprende. La raza del lair ha estado aflojando, y , personalmente, prefiero que vayan seis personas que se empujen y se reten, a que vayan 26 que sólo estén ñeteando en una esquina, esperando que se alíneen los planetas menores para abrir. Fué una noche floja. Monterrey todavía no se repone de las vacaciones, y la ausencia de estudiantes se puede sentir en el aforo del Barrio Antiguo. La verdad, estuve ñeteando la mitad de ...
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Thoughts of Cro: Outer game, my experiences and triumphs
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Outer game, my experiences and triumphs. This is a story, a story of a man who grew tired of eating fried chicken while playing counter-strike online, seeing himself become more and more obese in the mirror and striking out with every girl he loved. Oh did he love, he fell for every smile, every small gesture. Obsessing over friends and ended up losing them all. I think we should just be friends" were the most dreaded words he could hear, and he heard them a lot. As he stood by the mirror, he picked up t...
