When I saw this (NSFW) I thought of the machine translation company in Three Novellas for a Novel and imagined this might be a product of their earliest days.
If you don’t know that concentration can give you peculiar pleasure, your life looks like a hell.
Almost 10 years ago, I was alerted to the presence of this book. I decided to put its central theory to the test. I didn’t buy the book so I cannot say if I did it correctly, but I think I figured out the basic technique.
100 constrictions is a lot, and it requires a bit of concentration. The good author claims it can be done in boring meetings, but in reality you’d be sitting there with a strange ME GUSTA expression on your face. I don’t know if it goodbye’d any depression I might have had, but it did seem to create that nice endorphin buzz you get when you’ve exercised. It’s just that it takes effort to do it. And I’m a lazy girl.
Hilariously, this book is still on my Amazon wishlist, having been there since mid-2002. It’s my birthday on the 22nd. Just sayin’.
