I’m going to be busy as fuck in the next few days, so I thought I’d pop in and say a word.
First off, this blog is getting a lot more hits than I thought it would, which surprised me, considering I hid the link from 3/5 of my digital friends.
Second, it’s also clearly turning into a “tell-all-about-Code-Red” blog. People are starting to request topics, which I think is pretty cool. All of the comments/demands/questions are for more Code Red stuff, so, uh, hmmmm.
I’m going to address some of those questions here:
To those ladies who requested a few times that I write from the girl’s point of view, i.e how does a girl know if a guy’s really into her, how can a girl find out if a guy’s playing her, would a guy change for a girl etc. (off the top of my head, those were the only questions I remember)…. Sorry, but I am NOT going to be addressing your questions. At least not yet. Here’s why:
(1) I can track hits, but I can’t discern the identities of the people reading this thing. I have to assume it’s somebody I know. I will not allow this blog to be “weaponized” against me haha. By that, I mean I’m not trying to see some girl read my advice and then try and kind of use it on me.
(2) I don’t wanna betray my gender in such a fashion. Maybe one day I’ll answer one of the more innocuous ones, but not yet.
(3) I WILL answer “how do you know if a guy’s playing you” however, but under a more general piece. I’m thinking about writing one on cheating/pre-cheating/creeping etc. This is actually the next one I’m working on. Good question, Molly.
To the 2 or 3 guys who are asking me to write a more detailed “how to fuck your friend” guide but basically custom-tailored to your personal situations, I am also going to say no.
Even if you are a unique snowflake who pisses wine and shits gold flakes and you’re going to be an astronaut when you grow up and you and the girl share a bond that’s so magical and so special and you want to take her to a wonderful picnic where fairies frolic around and you’re both on cloud 9 and little bunnies with funny-hats-that –have-bows-and-bells-on-them serenade you with tiny violas, these four elements never change (scroll to the bottom of: http://akaishinjitsu.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-you-wanna-bang-your-friend-gruber.html).
Now, if you’re trying to pull a jack-move (which shares some elements with Gruber’s scorching desire but differs in some key ways), I will write on that in the wayyyyy future. But not anytime soon.
My friend Quentin brought up an interesting question though. So, basically, Quentin has only been in situations with Asian girls his whole life. He is currently dating a middling, run-of-the-mill, plain-jane right now; we’ll call her Candice. Unfortunately for Candice, Quentin is eyeing his “friend”, who is non-Asian. (actually, friends as in plural, but let’s keep this simple for now.) To use an analogy, before Quentin shatters his poor innocent Candice’s heart into a billion tiny pieces and takes a crap on all of their memories together as he prepares “Normandy beach” for a landing by “softening” it up with some pre-invasion recon mission, Shady Quent would like to know what the weather on “Normandy” is like, the texture of the sand granules, the line-of-sight from the hills, things of that nature.
In essence, he asked me to tell him the differences between starting-and-having a situation with an Asian girl vs. a non-asian girl. I’ll have to think about this one first. I have been getting re-acquainted with Asian chicks more lately, after a 2 or 3 year hiatus, so it’s an interesting question to ponder.
Quentin, I promise I’ll answer your question. But Candice has gotta go first lol. I will not aid and abet this amoral, soulless coveting you are doing. Boo-crew, my ass. You’re carrying the Red Torch now.
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