I have swallowed the red pill. I had always kind of assumed it's truth (haven't really dated in 10 years). I'm an broke ass male who has been living with his parents for years. I guess my blue pill indoctrination did its work. Been waiting around, expecting some woman to find me attractive for my fantastic personality. I swore a long time back that if any woman was interested in me, and not my money, then I would never have to buy her anything. That includes drinks, dinners, etc. Guess how much female attention I get.

I went to the strip club tonight, and it kinda affects my enjoyment of things. I'm sitting there watching these women shake their ass thinking "this is female nature run rampant". I just got angry/sad and left. I would think that I am happy with this predicament though. I am not much of a looker, so finding out money plays a bigger role than my looks at least helps in that department.