Since there's an ongoing discussion about CV2, I thought I should put this here to add another data point to the product. Sorry for the threadjack Mars, if this is inappropriate here, I'll have it moved elsewhere.
(11-15-2014 7:58 PM)thundr Wrote: CV2 is a branch of core...
Increase in the rones, added Androstanone, Androstenone. Decrease in socials and no etrione. Increase in allo nano and epi allo nano. A tweak in diffusion as well.
I think its safe to say we saw what the nenos can do last year. Wink wink. We are going to play with some nanos this year. That is all Im going to say about that for now.
IME CV2 is alot deeper than core. Also it has less initial hitting power. We are digging deeper into things now and pushing past attention grabbing. Its time to develop some attention holding. I liked the hitting power of core but it lacks something tangible to latch onto. I also use different fixatives for diffusion. This reduces some of the hitting power but makes it last a bit longer and come across alot more natural as it approaches more of an oil/spray hybrid.
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Now I understand why yesterday I might have come off as stand-offish and unapproachable. Wore 2 sample sprays CV2 (1 clavicle, 1 inner forearms) + 3 drops A4A (1 adam's apple, 2 inner forearms), with my usual Lynx body spray sprayed away from and around app points but not over/under. Apps were done just prior to leaving home.
Brought Dad to the hospital for a small day-procedure. We arrived at 9.45AM, and he was called in at 10.45AM. He should have been out by 1PM but there was a delay with the patient just before him, and I got a call at 1.20PM from inside the theatre that he had just finished his procedure and was going to be kept under observation for an hour before discharge.
Given that I was sorely lacking sleep yesterday (another insomnia episode), and still feeling under the weather, AND given that I usually have a pissed-off looking resting face which this time was further accentuated by the fact that I WAS pissed off toward the end, it is no wonder that I was naturally sending out all the wrong kind of vibes.
A sultry-looking Malay receptionist, early/mid 20s, kept sneaking peeks at me over her computer screen after I'd accompanied Dad to the table beside hers. She must have gotten a good whiff of my mone cloud. She kept sneaking peeks throughout my wait in the waiting room.
An Indian woman, late 40s/early 50s, who came across me at the door looked intimidated and awed at the same time. She very briefly held my look at the door before looking down and cracking a small but perceptible smile.
A Chinese girl, late 20s/early 30s, who had brought her mother in for a similar procedure, was clearly intimidated and refused to look at me, although she chose to remain in my mone cloud. After sending Dad into the theatre and walking Mom down to the taxi stand, I came back to the waiting room and sat 2 chairs away from this girl. After awhile, she got up to use the ladies' room. I thought to myself that once she emerged, she would go and sit elsewhere, surely, since there were many chairs available. But nope, she came back and sat right down where she originally had sat earlier. And she remained there until she was called to get her mother, after which the both of them left.
An early/mid 20s Muslim mother of a 3-year old boy, likely of Pakistani origin, sat across the waiting room from me and kept stealing glances, as though she was seeking my approval for something. When her little boy started to cry for a short while, she pacified him and told him to pipe down, all the while glancing at me as though to check and see whether I approved of her actions. She later got called in to meet her husband, and as they all walked out, she glanced over at me once again as she was leaving.
After receiving the phone call from inside the theatre, I was clearly pissed off. I changed seats to the one next to the entrance to the theatre, to await Dad's discharge. There was a group of 4 nurses who were obviously cracking jokes inside the theatre just beyond the door, within eye- and ear-shot of me. I must have given them the look of death, for one of the nurses, who caught my glance, quickly grew quiet and corralled her colleagues to another part of the theatre where they could continue outside my death-stare.
Finally Dad emerged at 2.15PM, and I went into the theatre with him to finish the paperwork. The Filipina nurse in her 20s who was attending to us must have clearly remembered how this pissed-off fella just rudely said "thanks" and abruptly hung up on her when she called me earlier. I started mentioning to her, in a half-lost voice from the night before, how they need to improve communication with patients' relatives in the event of delays, and she immediately reached for the feedback form and asked me to write a strongly-worded complaint. She seemed very eager to pacify and please me. I told her I didn't have time for that and was going to bring my Dad back home because we were both tired and hungry.
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another post(this is a hyperlink), I mentioned that with CV2 added to the combo, I feel like Diablo himself. This time around, that effect didn't come through as strongly (given the lower none content of this combo compared to the other), but I did find myself getting angry much quicker than usual. Of course, I cannot attribute this wholly to CV2, and am going with my sleep-lacking ill-feeling kept-waiting-for-hours-till-broken self as the cause of that. However, from Mars' data point, it may be possible that CV2 is at least partially responsible for the temper flare.
A4A by itself does not cause an intimidating/awe-inducing aura like that from yesterday. CV2 definitely adds that depth and breadth to A4A, although due to the nature of CV2 with my body chemistry, I feel I need to stop at 1 sample spray instead of 2 (i.e. half a regular dose of CV2 instead of full.)
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