Ugh so I have to say, I did not complete my sexting mission during this last hookup. I'm not a very naturally affectionate person, so initiating a sext convo is WAY out of my comfort zone; especially without repeat occurrences to sext about.
To be honest, I've definitely had thoughts about taking a bangbang trip to Conrad's quarters at some point in the next month, but I'm having a hard time bringing myself down to the Zero Shame Zone, also known as ZSZ. The ZSZ is a very important zone for girls to understand, and really, embrace. I say girls should know it only because guys already have it down. Girls- How many times have you told a guy flat out at the bar that he was a dick? I did that a few months ago - and yes, I did hit the ZSZ that evening - but more importantly, that guy must have done something pretty 'tard to receive that kind of response from me. Had I not blacked out on that Sunday afternoon to evening transition, I may have been able to pinpoint exactly what actions take you to this so-called zone, but it'll just have to remain unidentified until further notice.
Anyway, you really need to be in the ZSZ for sexting. In theory, it's pretty ridiculous. As cool as it would be to get a text at 9:34am saying "I'm not wearing boxers OR briefs," I can't imagine a positive reaction from every girl in lieu of this type of text.
My new mission is to get to this ZSZ on weekends. After watching short clips of Gary Busey on Celebrity Apprentice, a show I totally need to watch because I am a HUUUGE Busey fan, I think he's a great example of living in the ZSZalltheTIME.
Charlie Sheen is another great example. If any of you watched his 20/20 special tonight, you KNOW what I'm talking about. TIGERBLOOD.
Moving on - sexting mission remains incomplete.
