The Almost Every Week Blog

Mouning of a Rockstar

2007-08-28T20:32:00.000+02:00

Det er varmt gaderne, selvom det er tidligt på dagen. Regnen står ned i stænger og fordamper på asfalten, næsten før den er landet. Det er vådt, meget vådt. Folk kommer styrtende ud fra højhusene og farende ind i de gule taxaer. Der har ikke regnet i månedsvis. Hedebølgen er sikkert forbi nu. Men hvad rager det mig! Der er alligevel airconditioning og jeg er som regel aldrig oppe om dagen. Ligesom min bror. Ahh.. jeg har slet ikke fortalt om min bror endnu. Hvis i vidste, hvem min bror var, så gad i bruge et sekund mere på mig. Ja, han er noget helt for sig selv. Han er ligesom mig, bare det modsatte. Han er en rigtig flot fyr, hvilket så automatisk gør mig knap så pæn. Der er tre ting som definerer min bror, tre meget væsentlige ting:! Rockstar, selvglad og masser.. masser af penge.

På det her tidspunkt af dagen, ligger han som regel i sin King size bed, med silkelagner rullet omkring to-tre hotte starfuckers. Tømermændene hamrer i hoved på ham, samtidig med den sidste bane coke junker gennem ham. I dag, er ingen undtagelse. To indecente piger ligger nøgne i sengen med hver sin arm omkring min bror. Han har halvlangt mørkebrunt hår, bleg hud og skægstubbe. Han har et kønt ansigt, men som nok ingen ville lægge mærke, til hvis han ikke var kendt.

Værelset er kun lyst op i den ene side af lejligheden. Af de fire vægge der var i rummet, var den ene af væggene glas, som var den eneste kilde til solens stråler i lejligheden. Resten af lokalet var som organiseret kaos. Køkken, soveværelse, stue var ud i et. Ja.. selv badeværelset stod helt blottet. Der er ingen steder at gemme sig, ingen privatliv. Men hvad fanden sku’ vi bruge det til? Der intet vi er flove over, intet at gemme for hinanden eller for den sags skyld for alle andre. Måske er det derfor folk elsker ham.

Han eksponerer og udstiller sig selv som ingen anden celebrity gør det. Utallige fester, live inteviews, live shows og broadcasts bliver sendt fra dette værelse og hver gang står min bror og skinner som en gud. Fuldstændig upåvirket af de millioner af mennesker der sidder og ser på han går på tønden, har sex med alskens kvinder, laver mad, onanere, skændes - alt ,og jeg mener ALT, kommer med. Selvfølgelig bliver en hel del censureret, f.eks. nogle eventyrlige sexlege med Cynthia Heat (another celeb) eller hans misbrug af coke. Hvis du holder tæt, kan jeg fortælle, at der inden længe kommer et 24-timers broadcast op at køre. Hvad kan jeg sige..? - Han er en stjerne!

Ja, jeg ved hvad du tænker: penge, sex med gud og hver Mand, sit eget 24-timers TV-broadcast. Hvem fanden ku’ ikke tænke sig at være ham? – og ved du hvad!?… det er fuldstændig rigtigt. Ingen, kunne IKKE tænke sig og være ham.

A Fair love

2007-08-28T20:30:00.000+02:00

Someone once said to me “Music is what feelings sound like!” If I really think about it – I’ve must have had a song for every emotion I’ve ever felt my entire life.

And the word “love” immediately makes me think of one particular song, a song, that every time I hear it fully departs me into a sacred place inside me where complete happiness and utter misery goes hand in hand. That song is named “Unchained Melody” and when performed by the Righteous Brothers, makes me want to cry so deep that I don’t feel like breathing anymore. I’ve never felt like embracing pain so much as when I first heard the song - Just after my heart was broken for the first time.

The song is now playing softly as background music hidden away from the sexual tension that is arousing both us in an enchanting peculiar way. – Right now I don’t give a fuck about the stupid song; I’m so caught up with lust that I feel like breathing too much!

Were we supposed to have sex this time? – My dick is rock solid and I won’t take a cold shower this time. She is kneeling on my bed, hands down her thighs and nails hooked into, looking at me with eyes craving for sex, or perhaps just for me. She tries to look courageous so I won’t feel uncomfortable in any way. She is a virgin – she knows that I know that, and still she tries to hide it from me – like maybe I would forget.

I steer at her half naked body and thousands of pictures flashes in front of my eyes with pornographic images of erotic women who curl in sexuality. It turns me on even more. And it makes me feel bad in some way. Is it really her I’m going to fuck or is it the new redhead from vivid?

She leans her head a bit in an inviting gesture. She wants me to come closer – I won’t let her down... I am going to fuck her...

To be continued...

Standout from the crowd!

2007-07-14T14:25:00.000+02:00

Don’t be afraid to standout from the crowd when you’re out picking up girls. One crucial thing to remember is to be noticed by the girls, immediately, when you step into a room. “Peacocking” [1]is a great way to do this – but there’s a simple and easy mindset you can use also. Try doing the opposite of what all the others are doing – In fact, you should be the exception to the rule! For instance, if people aren’t dancing, then you should start dancing. That way, you’ll standout from the crowd and girls will notice you! But when you do something others aren’t doing, it’s very important to do it all the way – without hesitation, without uncertainty! Otherwise it will look stupid. When you do something remarkable (worth to make a remark a bout) it should be done like it was no BIG DEAL! In fact, you should FEEL that it’s no big deal! If you’re too scared from anxiety, you will need to overcome your fear and just-do-it. The only way to overcome fear is to face your fear. For instance, if your really scared of looking like a fool – try make your self look like a fool (for real) just for the ‘fuck’ of it! – If you do it enough times, make yourself look like a fool, then at some point you don’t care anymore.

AA (Approach Anxiety)

If you’re having problems with approach anxiety of any sorts – you should try to make your self look like a fool until you don’t care anymore. Because if you don’t care if you make yourself look like a fool – you can’t loose, actually! Another way to overcome AA is the ‘3-Seconds-rule’ [2],

"It’s better to be looked over then to be overlooked!” Erik Von Markovik aka. Mystery (Seduction Guru)

[1] Mystery’s theory of PEACOCKING. Just like a male peacock spreads his feathers and shows them off to catch female attention, a male human can display clothing and accessories that catch the attention of human females.

[2] 3 seconds rule – Theory by Mystery. http://www.fastseduction.com/guide/01_The_Basic_Rules/3seconds.shtml.

Last Minute Resistance (Before SEX)

2007-07-06T16:11:00.000+02:00

Situation
Okay, you’re sitting with a girl on your bed. You are making out with her. This is a good sign that she is willing to have sex with you. So you try to move things forward – and just as things were getting exciting she stops you and says: “We shouldn’t do this” or “Wait! This is going to fast...”. This is the last minute resistance, that woman gives just prior to sex – just before the point of no return!

Evolution and Psycology
In this article, I’m going to teach you how to overcome the Last Minute Resistance (or LMR). But first let’s look at it in an evolutionary and instinctive perspective. Women are much more controlled by their emotions and what they feel is right – not if it’s the smartest thing to do, like men respond to. Women’s emotions are programmed by instincts. Women are running a BIG risk when having sex for the first time with a new guy. Her instincts know that if she has sex – she might get pregnant and that is nine month of hard work. Or course there’s many forms of contraception today, but her instincts don’t know that.
Now, I could go on and on about explaining the female psychic but that’s not the issue here. But her main concern is, are you going to leave if she has sex with you! So you have to show her that you will stick around after she has sex with you. Because alot of guys just walk away. (I will not explain why we walk away, at this time - but maybe in another review)
Overcoming LMR (Theory)
When she is getting LMR it is your job to help her through it. There are three main things you can do:

1. Simply ignore what she is saying and keep moving forward. You can also use “two steps back, one step forward”-theory which I will explain in another article.

2. (if she is still resisting) Try dirty talk! Like this: Her: "Oh God... we shouldn't be doing this..."You: "You're right... we shouldn't do this... it's so bad..." or simply try to agree with what she is saying – because if you start arguing with her – Her brain will start making up arguments – and we DON’T want that!

3. Do a Freeze-out! Simply stop what you’re doing and do something else – Seem, suddenly, just a little bit uninterested in her. Freeze-outs are deadly but do it with caution. It might backfire. But the thing is, if you’re pushing her away when she says stop. It’s much more uncomfortable being pushed away then to be moving forward – if executed properly it’s a very powerful tool. So after a bit of freeze-out, just try again.

Also good to know
· Usually LMR is a sign of you moving to fast! So just back up a little, keep kissing her and keep working her breasts maybe – then try it again. Usually girls need to kiss some time before their are ready to have sex – about 10 minutes or so – but some girls need a lot more then that (1 hour).

· It’s also very important you have a smooth progression of escalation (from first kiss to sex). There shouldn’t be any BIG MOVES. It should feel natural to both of you.
If everything else fails – just start doing something else or just go to sleep! – Usually you’ll both wake up later and have sex –I’ve field tested it myself, and it works!

Congratulations! You now have the tools overcome LMR.

Last chance!

2007-06-20T23:22:00.000+02:00

“This is your last chance, my friend! Nothing is going to save you this time and there’s no more chances left then this one!”

That might be what you’d be thinking if you got a second chance, let’s say with your ex-girlfriend. Now I’m not saying that I’m getting back with MY ex-girlfriend, not yet anyway, but hear me out! :)

But what I am saying is that I’m getting a second chance with someone whom I’ve been with before. And I remember saying to myself, when I lost contact, damn I shouldn’t have let that one get away – If I get a second chance, I’ll really nail her!

Of course when I said this, I really did not believe in a second chance with her – So I could really say it with confidence without actually knowing how to get her back and/or “nail” her.

But now that I have this second chance and my last, I presume, it really puts me under enormous pressure. And with pressure comes anxiety and anxiety leads to uncomfortable situations and that causes everything else to go wrong. – We can now all agree on, that this isn’t an ideal state of mind to be approaching a second or a last chance nor women in general. The mindset I’m looking for is somewhat more relaxed, you might say!

So is what I’m saying is.... – Don’t take second chances?? NO!!!

You should take second chances along with, this is very important; along with all the other women you date! - You should take second chances, but with the same expectations you have when you meet a completely new woman. A mindset similar to the one you have when meeting new women. A mindset that says:

“There’s a tremendous amount of beautiful women out there, just waiting for me to come ask them out! – And when I approach a woman I only find out if she has good taste in men. – or in this case, if she still has bad taste!”

God luck with your second chances! :)

The words: “I just want you back for good!” – NOT GOOD!

2007-05-15T00:29:00.000+02:00

Damage control, in dating terms, is fucking unbelievably hard. Very few manage to get pass this phase. But despite the frequently unsuccessful outcome, we still seem to be trying to get it right, AGAIN! I’m not saying that if anything goes wrong in your relationship, you should just forget about it and forget about the girl and move on. Surely you should try to talk your way thru it, together, if you really care about each other (I mean if you really love each other).

I think for most part, the reason to even try to “damage control” is because of pride.

“What ever I said, what ever I did, I didn’t mean it.. I just want you back for good!” –I’ve said it twice to her now and I’m still hoping it’ll work.

And with this attitude you easily get an obsession and that’s the point of no return. The above is really black and white, but generally it’s the same thing that’s going on when you try to call the girl who said no several times before. I know it’s tough because even the littlest smirk of interest keeps your hopes up. Maybe she’s even been with you once and now she doesn’t want you anymore.

Enough theory for now!

I’m seeing this girl who I’m really into. She’s funny, she’s smart and she’s really nice to talk to. In fact, I haven’t felt a connection that good with a girl before. We’ve been together about three times and we also tried to build a relationship, but failed. The thing is that every time we’re together, we break up almost immediately after. This happened three times. I’m feeling that I really wanna make it work, but she’s really pushing me back but only on a sexual level. I think I’ve encoded in her, that if we have sex I’ll loose interest in her and dump her. And I don’t blame her; I’ve done it THREE TIMES BEFORE. I didn’t necessarily dump her, but I did loose interest in her. (And I could explain why, but I won’t – that’s not the subject) My problem is that I’m really emotional about her now. I’ve had my best and my worst times with this broad. :) And it didn’t help when she recently said she loved me. (My first thought was: “Ooh my God I’ve really fucked this girl up, haven’t I?”)

- What I’m thinking about this girl is; “I’ve had my chance and it’s time to move on, even if she doesn’t think so. ( But trust me. It isn’t the first time I’ve tried)

Some things you cannot change. You can try but you should now when to stop. ….. For me, I think it’s time to stop. Emotionally, I don’t agree but I think it is best for me… So that quote is really great but be careful not to pick the wrong girl to sing it to.

“It’s a tough game and I’m trying to get used to it!

The little girl named.... uhhh??

2007-05-03T17:36:00.000+02:00

“Hey baby... Hi Sweetie... hello cutie... bye bye hottie!” Those are the names I usually use for girls I’m with!

If I didn’t use these names, I wouldn’t get any girls at all. The thing is, I’m terrible with names. I can’t remember anyone’s name. The reason for this is only one thing: I DON*T CARE! I don’t give a shit if the girl’s name is Sara, Saraha or Jungobongo! – As long as she’s beautiful and nice! I love women; I love their nature, their emotions and the way they move. I would be nice to them all the time – if they would just let me. J Unfortunately that’s not how it works (MM).

The last two articles haven’t been too ‘joy spreading’, you might say. So here’s a happy little story to keep you going. And just for the record – I CAN remember THIS girl’s name now, actually. But due to privacy reasons I won’t say it. But here’s what I have to say:

There was this girl at the party her name was... uhhh? (I won’t tell ya’) At that time I couldn’t remember her name. Anyway she was really cute – nice body and a pretty face. (Now I’ve certainly had my ‘brunettes’: P). She told me she had a boyfriend. God knows if it was true – ‘cause we all now if she starts of with saying something like that, JUST after an approach - it’s probably just to scare you off. It’s her emotional shield. I wouldn’t say she a 10 or anything, not at her age anyway, but she’s pretty hot. After the comment with her boyfriend and all, I just pulled thru with my game. I didn’t have to say that much to her that night, actually. It went pretty smooth. Maybe because of the booze or maybe it’s just my looks (hehe.. J)! I pretty much just returned her IOI’s with a body-language that said: “Yeah baby – I want to fuck you gently tooJ” NOTHING TO IT!

What really troubled when laid next to her in the bed was that I couldn’t remember her name. All the time I was lying there, I couldn’t stop thinking: “Oh my god , I’m such a bad person I can’t even remember the name of the person I’m gonna fuck”. (oh it’s a luxury problem – I know.)

The things is that, in reality I’m a really nice guy – so if you’re reading this AND you a (hot) woman and you’ve just met me, (or if you were one of the girls which name I couldn’t remember) here is my confession:

“Just because I don’t care about your name, doesn’t mean I don’t care about YOU!”

Best of luck to ya laddy’!!

//KARLSSON. – And also for the record, if it’s someone I care about I really try not to forget their names.

My super ex-girlfriend

2007-04-20T18:30:00.000+02:00

- What the fuck happened that night.

CAUTION:

This is not a testimony of sorrow to gain any form of sympathy from those who read this.

Those who easily empathize with others should immediately stop reading!

This is the story… this is my version of the story… this is what happened that fateful night when my ex-girlfriend cheated on me. And if anyone now already feels a sting of empathy towards me – Please stop reading. - It’s not the purpose of this article/blog.

Let’s start from the beginning. Four days before it happened.

It was December 22, I was driving up the narrowed, sandy road to her house which was distantly secluded from the any city. It was a big house, more like a mansion and they definitely could afford a mansion. I was thinking about how to react when I would open the present she had bought me. Of course I had also bought her a gift, but I wasn’t very enthused about it. After all it wasn’t my idea… I guess I was really nervous.

I parked quickly in the driveway and hurried in. It must have been in the evening, ‘cause I remember looking to the sky and seeing the moon.

She was so beautiful when she walked down the stairs with those awkward little steps. She looked extremely healthy and her skin just shined glossy. When she noticed me she almost ran towards me. First a hug, then a little kiss. For some reason she didn’t want us to open our presents yet. She wanted to wait till Christmas Eve. I guess she had her reasons and I agreed to the idea.

The next thing I remember is that we had sex that night. I don’t recall what happened before that or even during the sex-act. So.., it couldn’t have been that good sex, I guess. We had sex a bunch a times.. I stopped counting, at some point.. Don’t ask why! – The sex with her wasn’t that good. She had a really great body but I don’t know we did wrong. There was actually one time, I think it was the second time, it was really good sex and I was just about to come… but then we got interrupted by uninvited guests – That was the best sex I’d ever had. But when we tried it again, it wasn’t the same at all, at least in my opinion.

Anyway! The thing is that after we had sex she said something to me, and I think it was “I love you” – Actually I’m pretty sure. I was stunned for a few seconds and then I replied “I love you two”. But I was in shock. She did not notice it. After that we just kissed passionately and went to bed.

So I slept at her place and the next morning I had to leave early. We wished each other merry Christmas and that was it.

Nothing to it!

3 days later I drove up the same driveway and up to the big nice house because I’d promise her to go with her to this local Christmas dance in town.

Then I had another shock when I got in the house. Her whole family was there, about 30 people. They’ve been drinking all day so most of them were pretty stoned and her father was unbelievably drunk. I’m not that easy to scare so I just greeted everyone and I was asked to sit down so I did. She wasn’t ready yet so I had to sit there among complete strangers and listen to her drunken family telling old stories - Which I was glad to do for her.

When she was finally ready we went to the dance and then something happened. She started to drink a lot! A lot , a lot! Just before we went in. So when we got in, she was pist and I was almost sober. But I played along. I started to dance with her and after a while I got bored because she was so drunk. So I asked her if we could sit down for a while. But she didn’t want to so she just danced on – And I went to sit down on my own.

The rest of the night I didn’t see her much. I sat in a corner and she must have danced with everyone else but me. I tried to find her but it was no use. I really got mad at her but I couldn’t leave because I felt that she was my responsibility after all she was three years younger then me. It was a disaster! I felt so bad and I was so angry with her but I couldn’t do anything.

Anyway I ran into her older sister and she said she was going to call a cab home. It was the best thing I’ve heard all night. So I found my girlfriend and said to her and that we were going home but she didn’t want to. At this time she was so drunk. I was really mad at her and said “You are coming with us now or else we're going without YOU!” – Then she just turned away saying “Okay, bye!”.

So her big sister and I got a cab home and went to bed. Not together, though! Nothing happed.

I felt sorry for my girlfriend and I felt bad because I had left her there all alone. So I sent her a message that said that she could just call me whenever she wanted to go home. She did call several times that night.. first telling me a time and a place, and then calling a half an hour later to postpone it. She did that four times. I ended up driving around town for an hour to find her. I found her about 5 a clock in the morning. She was sweaty and smelled bad – but she still looked pretty!

We went home and she wanted to fuck but I didn’t. I was still mad at her.

We didn’t talk about it the next morning and I was just happy that the nightmare was over. So I kissed her and nothing seemed to be wrong. A week later she says she wants to talk to me about what happened that night. And that is where she told me that she had cheated on me that night. So I had driven all around town playing naïve, nervous boyfriend while she was fucking someone else. Then I break up with her, very nicely. And I play better and forgiving man. Afterwards I’ve tried several times to get her back. - Now I just feel so stupid, alone and miserable. She is doing just fine though; she has a new boyfriend now. (Not the guy she cheated on me with, no she found another one). That is the story about one of the worst nights in my life

- I hate my "super" ex-girlfriend!

The purpose of this post is to learn from it. Don’t ever be so stupid and naïve as I was. Don’t be a pushover!

--<<ß Karlsson

Ten Things I don’t like!

2007-04-18T12:07:00.000+02:00

– I vilkårlig rækkefølge…

Vådt sand der klæber sig til ens bare tær, når man sætter sig ind i bilen efter en lang strandtur. – generelt sand hvor det ikke skal være.
Personer som er uærlige og som ikke siger deres oprigtige mening, når man beder om den.
Personer som ikke kan bestemme sig.
Personer som er sjove på andres bekostning (Jeg gør alt for at komme ud af den onde cirkel)
Flækkede negle
Snot (Især andres)
Lange negle (til mænd – Dog acceptabelt til hotte kvinder)
Marilyn Manson – He’s to fucking creepy!
Have ondt i maven – Det er nok den mest ulidelige smerte der findes for mig.
At føle mig tynd og spinkel.

->- Karlsson

The Almost Every Week Blog

2007-04-17T23:29:00.000+02:00

This is just for fun... I'm not trying to get on anyones nerves.!

Fuck everybody, and it's all the same!

- - Karlsson :)