❤ Dating Advice For MaidenFans Thread ❤
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____no5
Free Man
Start a hobby as hiking, climbing, salsa dancing, sailing, cycling, padel tennis, badminton, running, kayak, anything!
Bars are waste of time because everybody goes there to meet people and they are "too prepared". Too pretentious. So nothing happens most of the time and when it does it usually doesn't lead to anything deep and serious.
The best meetings happen when you don't expect it and when you have a good time. Also they do happen during day time in my experience. So start a hobby and you'll find good friends and even the woman of your life there.
Also when you'll be deep into your hobby you wouldn't mind to meet people anymore which also helps to meet the good ones.
Saapanael
Ancient Mariner
I know that’s what the say, and I actually believe it. But I can’t stand being alone all the time. I want to talk to people, have some fun, maybe get laid, not dream about all that all the time. Should I try Tinder again? I really don’t want to but maybe I should.
____no5
Free Man
Also waste of time. For same reasons as the bars.
I met the woman of my life on the street. I was playing the flute like other Pied Piper and she found it funny, came from behind and touched my back. You really don't know when it'll happen just enjoy and be yourself is the key. And a hobby helps you for both.
It's a possibility, but honestly, what this sounds like is you need a social environment in the first place. Some people who can introduce you to others. I'd recommend you to go out socialising with this goal. The more you do that, the greater your chance is that you'll eventually find a woman, too.
Saapanael
Ancient Mariner
Yeah, I’ve been thinking something similar but I don’t know what it means “to go out socialising with this goal”. How does one simply walk into a social group?
I also agree with this. I haven’t really gone to bars in the hopes of finding someone, just to kill time and be around people. But whenever I go out by myself, I inevitably get a strange feeling. On the one hand, I am “out among people”, not sitting alone at home, but I also feel sort of dumb visiting those places alone.
I suddenly remembered that I’m interested in rock climbing and found an indoor climbing centre that offers courses for beginners. Unfortunately a group started just two days ago but I sent them an e-mail asking when the next group will start. That’s something I can really see myself enjoying.
Make a list of things you are interested in and look for hobby groups that do the same. For example, if you are into books, join a book club. I like board games, so I go to board game nights at the local hobby store. In fact, I literally created a friend group by sitting there and waving at anyone who came in alone and asked if they wanted to play a board game. Music, go play music somewhere, etc.
Lame.
Saapanael
Ancient Mariner
Why does life not want me to forget her? I had again reached the point where thinking about her wasn’t painful anymore and then I dreamed about her.
In the dream, there was a big party in the old town of Tallinn. I felt really great because it was the biggest social gathering I had been to in a long time. Early morning light was already in the air when I saw her sitting alone a bit further away. Afraid she might leave soon, I went and spoke to her. And she was in her most perfect form, just like I remember her from our interactions years ago. She showed me a drawing she’d made and had me guess which part of it she was not satisfied with it. Other people started gathering at our table, annoyingly because I wanted to be with just her, but the atmosphere was pleasant and friendly. She started singing a song in Estonian, which was surprising because last time we chatted, a few months ago, I asked how her Estonian is coming along and she said: “Not at all.” Now she was singing almost with no accent even. Gradually, I started to realise that I’m in a dream, and prepared for the disappointment that waking up would bring.
I know she’s no special superhuman but encounters with her must have struck me in a way that no others have, as it’s damn impossible to let go. Now I’ll spend the next few months forgetting her until she appears in a dream again, probably.
In the dream, there was a big party in the old town of Tallinn. I felt really great because it was the biggest social gathering I had been to in a long time. Early morning light was already in the air when I saw her sitting alone a bit further away. Afraid she might leave soon, I went and spoke to her. And she was in her most perfect form, just like I remember her from our interactions years ago. She showed me a drawing she’d made and had me guess which part of it she was not satisfied with it. Other people started gathering at our table, annoyingly because I wanted to be with just her, but the atmosphere was pleasant and friendly. She started singing a song in Estonian, which was surprising because last time we chatted, a few months ago, I asked how her Estonian is coming along and she said: “Not at all.” Now she was singing almost with no accent even. Gradually, I started to realise that I’m in a dream, and prepared for the disappointment that waking up would bring.
I know she’s no special superhuman but encounters with her must have struck me in a way that no others have, as it’s damn impossible to let go. Now I’ll spend the next few months forgetting her until she appears in a dream again, probably.
Your mind can actually start processing old distressing thoughts and emotions in dreams when day to day distress has subsided enough for this to be less than completely unbearable. It's a stage of healing. 
Saapanael
Ancient Mariner
Yesterday was a strange day. As you know, I had that dream in the night that left me anxious and worried for the rest of the day. The same evening, we had a gig with the band at a rock club. I met a girl there whom I know from a few years ago, we hadn’t met for a while. After I got off the stage, she invited me to join her table and we started talking/drinking together. She became increasingly flirtatious but it was hard to tell if she was serious or just playing. What’s important is that I enjoyed my time with her very much and felt comfortable talking to her about anything. Eventually I sent her home and told her I’d like to cuddle her, which she resolutely denied. Nevertheless, she pulled me close and gave me a great hug and it had been great to be near her the whole evening. Just when I badly needed it, life gave me human contact. Later, I thanked her for the great time via text and said it would be cool to go for a walk sometime. To my surprise, she agreed and said she’s free next Friday. It’s possible she seems this only as a friendly thing but it’s just astonishing to me how comfortable and right it felt to talk and flirt with her. Maybe it could turn into something more. There’s this feeling of being aware of each others’ vulnerabilities and treating them with good intention. Even if she wants to stay friends, I think she could be a very dear person worth keeping in my life.
Cat Milk Supreme
Ancient Mariner
Saap, get her bucked. I am an expert in human sexual interaction and that is my considered opinion. Fuckin never fails.
You quickly realise wether or not it was a good idea. And a bad fucks better than no fuck. It brings clarity and pleasure (hopefully)
You quickly realise wether or not it was a good idea. And a bad fucks better than no fuck. It brings clarity and pleasure (hopefully)
____no5
Free Man
MindRuler
Ancient Mariner
Maybe the couch thing was a Lampwick original, Kielt made this classic comment. And he´s the expert in this matter so forgive me my mistake, Fivey.
To keep it on topic: couches are very uncomfortable. I´m 1m92.
____no5
Free Man
To keep it on topic: couches are very uncomfortable. I´m 1m92.
This song describes all the pains in various parts of the body (hands, head, back, feet etc) of a person who is 1m84 after having sex in an Autobianchi car.
Now his gf is pressing him to do it but he has vowed "never to do it again in Autobianchi"
Autobianchi
JudasMyGuide
The resident reactionary recalcitrant
If the literally worst happened and I was suddenly widowed and didn't take up priesthood or the cloistered life, my next wife would definitely be Italian or Spanish. It's just the che vuoi energies we'd both have, you know?
Congrats!
Met a wonderful girl at the Maiden front row in Hannover - we both were FTTB, and she spent all the evening with me...and didn't pay much of attention to other guys... We were fixed on each other from very early in the day and later exchanged our FB during while the support band played, and now we are in great contact since the Maiden day last week. She is from a different part in Germany, but miles don't matter, and we already got our Judas Priest tickets for Dortmund early 2024 and will go there together and hopefully meet again soon. She is the most fascinating and sweetest girl the world has ever seen.
Go for it, Dick!
