tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85457787947220999512024-03-07T22:51:47.852-08:00PUA BeginningsA blog about one man's journey from AFC to PUA.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-78432917329793363802012-05-08T11:07:00.000-07:002012-05-08T11:07:10.134-07:00Don't Limit Yourself to What You Read<br />
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(x-post from Seddit). <br />
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There is a ton of material out there for guys looking to improve their game. In fact, if your willing to part with your money, there are people more than willing to help you out with that and go out and wing with you for your trouble. However, all the good stuff has already been written or is being written (check out /r/seduction link in sidebar for a great resource). Somebody mentioned once that Tyler Durden said if a guy is really ready to improve, then he will go out and read everything he can about seduction from every source. I highly recommend this advice. Moreover, it is not just enough to read. For every three hours you spend reading, you should be spending at least one in the field. The only real improvements you will see is from practice. But, there is also a third source of knowledge and that is oral communication. There are tons of people in your life <i>right now</i> who can help you on your journey to becoming a better man. It is your job to find these people and (this is the hard part) ask them for advice. Here are a few quick examples:<br />
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<b>Best Friend</b>: No one knows you like your best friend does. He's seen you at your best and seen you at your worst. He's seen you when you come home drunk crying over a girl and he's seen you elated from a first kiss with a girl you think you might like. He is the perfect person to ask about what he perceives are your strengths and weaknesses. The conversation can go something like this: "I've been seeking to improve my interactions with women. I'm sick of just lucking into getting laid and want to become better. What have you seen that is my greatest strengths when talking to women? What would you say I can improve on most?" If your friend is truly your friend, you will get some great insight as to how others perceive you.<br />
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<strong>Your mom</strong>. No joke. I totally forgot about how good
my mom is at giving dating advice. One of the best words of wisdom I
ever got was "if a girl will hold your hand, she will kiss you."
Another time, I had no idea how to move forward with this girl I was
into. Sure, I'm good at picking up girls in bars and stuff, but if I
really like a girl, I am at a loss. Asked my mom and she said, "ask her
out. If she says, 'like a date?,' say, 'Yeah, it's not an engagement.
Just a date.'" Worked like a charm, now dating the girl. Ask your
mom, she might surprise you.<br />
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<strong>Natural friend</strong>. We all have that friend who just
seems to be good with women like he doesn't even have to try. Ask him
about it. You can be like, "hey dude. What do you do? I see you're
pretty good at talking to women and I have no idea what to do."
Sometimes you'll get an "I don't really know," but most of the time
you'll get some good advice. People love talking about themselves and
what they are good at.<br />
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<strong>Your best girl friend</strong>. Probably gives terrible
seduction advice, but if she has any fashion sense, she'd be happy to go
through your closet and pick out the clothes that best suit you and would
even be willing to go out shopping with you and get you looking your
best.<br />
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<strong>Your wings/local lair</strong>. This one is probably
obvious, but get out there with some like-minded individuals and ask
them if they see anything good/bad you are doing. Usually a good idea
to hit up pizza/mexican after the clubs close and debrief the night.<br />
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<strong>TL;DR</strong> Don't limit yourself to only what's on here.
Make it your mission in life to become a better man and ask those around
you for help in doing so.</div>Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-53066605938034225492012-04-27T10:22:00.000-07:002012-04-27T10:22:07.381-07:00Don't Talk About Her AppearanceGot some good women advice from a woman last night. Strange, I know. I should explain that comment. Women are TERRIBLE at giving dating/pickup advice. Of course there are exceptions. My mom, for instance, gives great fucking advice. Shit she says shit that I use to this day. For instance, this gem is from her: If a girl will let you hold her hand, she will let you kiss her. Works every. Fucking. Time.<br />
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Anyway, I was talking to a lady friend and she was bitch and moaning because some guys were giving her shit for the way she was dressed. She says to me, "Why do guys always talk about that shit? I hear about it every fucking day. Every man on the street, in the store, everyone feels like they need to say something about my appears. 'Hey, nice shoes,' or, 'you look good today.' It's so fucking annoying." And she's right.<br />
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If you remember back to Mystery, he told you to never compliment a girl. This is basically an offshoot of that. Complimenting a girl is fine. One of my favorite openers is, "hey. I like your style!" However, stay away from complimenting her on the way she looks. Again, it comes with a caveat. Some guys get work with the line, "I saw you from over there and you are so cute that I just had to come over here and talk to you." But for the most part, stay away. <br />
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Don't talk about a girl's hair, don't ask about her tattoos, don't stare at her boobs, don't point out her birthmark. Just don't. Try to find out if the girl is <i>cool enough to hang out with you</i>. After that is accomplished, then and only then, you can start talking about superficial shit like her giant fucking tits or her ugly ass tattoo. But if you are new, just stay the fuck away from outward appearance comments.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-51349552990244579542012-04-26T17:26:00.001-07:002012-04-26T17:26:30.882-07:00A Word on Text Game -- With review of basicsI've been doing a bunch of texting lately. I've pretty much conquered my 100 set challenge re: getting numbers (see sidebar for link), so now it's time to do something with those numbers. Getting sick of all the dead phone numbers in my phone, I'm making a conscious effort to sober text all of the new numbers I get. I generally get good results (whereas, when I was mostly drunk texting, I'd tend to fuck it up somehow). Here are some basics:<br />
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1. Always text this within one hour of getting a girl's phone number: "Hey [name]. It was great to meet you! Save this phone number because it will be the most important one you'll ever get. - [NLA]." Feel free to change it up, but the basic framework is: salutation ("hey [name]"); cocky-funny statement ("don't go hitting on too many other guys tonight ;)") / inside joke; your name. That's it. 90% of the time, it works every fucking time. It also sets you up for your next text because she's not wondering who the fuck it is.<br />
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2. Text or call the next day. ALWAYS text or call the next day. Two things here. 1. You don't want to wait too long because you will lose her; 2. You want her to get used to texting with you.<br />
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3. Make sure you sexualize and go for the date quickly. Every text does not have to be sexual, but you've really got to throw it in there every so often because you don't want her thinking you are just another friendly guy. You are a sexual being.<br />
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4. General tips: Don't text too much (generally, stay away from two texts in a row); if you sent a question, by golly wait for a response before you text her again!; usually want to wait at least the amount of time she takes to respond to you before texting her back (e.g., she takes 30 mins to text you back, you text her 40 mins after that); don't be too available / quick to respond. You can respond quickly sometimes, but don't make a habit of it. You want to be a mystery and seem busy. Try to end your texts on a question / statement that needs a response. Your goal is to 1. keep the communication going and 2. setup the day 2. That's it.<br />
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As for how to get the girl's number, here's my go to, can't miss, works every time technique (and I'm sure there are many more out there). After talking for a bit and building some rapport I'll say, "You seem really cool. We should hang out sometime." She'll say, "cool" or "yeah!" I say, "how can we make that happen?" She says, "I can give you my number..." I pull out my phone, open new contact page and put it into her hand. I also ask for the last name "so I can facebook stalk you." Lol, this last one is a new line, but getting the last name will decrease your flake rates.<br />
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Couple other ways to do it: <br />
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- "You're cool. Gimme your number." Put your phone in the girl's hand.<br />
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- Seed the day 2. When you are qualifying her, ask a question that seeds day two like, "do you eat sushi?" or "do you sing karaoke?" If she says "yes!" then I'll say, "awesome! Let's go this weekend." Her: "ok." Put your phone in her hand. This one decreases flake rates exponentially.<br />
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Post questions in the comments.<br />
<br />Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-24854706383510496322012-04-25T14:27:00.000-07:002012-04-25T14:27:59.921-07:00FR and Text Message GameWent out last night with a wing from the BAS boards. Was at the bar with boss and a colleague, but no fucks were given. Flirt with the bartender whose number I have until my friend arrives. As soon as he sits down he opens a twoset of girls to my left (the only girls in the place, basically. But both real cute). I hadn't even noticed them because I was busy talking to my bartender friend, colleagues, etc. But my wing goes right in and hooks. I ignore for a bit, but then jump in the set when I can. His target is real cute and the other chick has nice, big tits. Cool. I start talking to her (logistics are HB Tits, HB Blonde, Wing, Me lined up like ducks at the bar) across the other two and connect a bit. Sometimes I bring it back to blonde, sometimes talk just to my wing. We give them shit at times, and iso at times. At one point, HB tits asks me a question that I can either blow off, or will take some time to answer. I had been thinking that I needed to change the dynamics and this was the chance, so I said, "Hold on. I have to come over there and tell you." Picked up my beer and food, walked over to her like a boss, sat down and started telling her my story. After that it was natural. Initiate kino, ramp up buying pressure, seed next date, qualify the shit outta her, say, "we should hang out sometime . . ." yadda, yadda. Excused myself to go back and talk to my colleagues.<br />
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As for text message game, tried texting the bartender last night, but she is so fucking BORING to text. It really went nowhere. We were having more fun in the bar. Maybe she's just an "in person" chick.<br />
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Texted HB tits while still at the bar. "Save this number, it's the most important number you'll ever get." She texted a sarcastic "Who is this?" At which point I looked up, saw her smiling, and flipped her the fuck off. lol. She was just kidding around and you could tell it was the right text to send. HB Blonde says, "that was cheeeeeeesy. But I like it." :) Been texting HB tits all day ramping up temp and sexual interest. Probably take her out next wk sometime.<br />
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Texting some girl who lives down South. Met her in SF and keeping interest alive until she visits. There was definite interest when we met on both sides. We've been roll playing a lot and I am attempting to ramp up sexual interest. We'll see how it goes, but as she is so far away, it is low risk, high reward.<br />
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The chick from a post or two again who invited me to karaoke and I have been texting about her lip ring. Hadn't texted in a few days, but texted her today and got an almost instantaneous response. Her last response was "Hope all is great!" No idea wtf that is supposed to mean.<br />
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I'll be trying to work on my text game more as I've had <i>way</i> too many dead leads (where I just don't text at all). We'll see how it goes.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-39958158350316471692012-04-25T11:12:00.000-07:002012-04-25T11:12:23.671-07:00Honesty -- 4/25/12Been going out fairly consistently lately. In fact, these past few months I've been going out so much that my bank account is just about nil. I am going to begin saving more, and reel back how much I go out during the week. I am also cutting back on drinking as I found I have better interactions with people when I do so.<br />
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Sat and Sunday were spent with new girl. I am having so much fun with this girl, that I don't even care if my numbers are falling. It's good to date someone with whom I have built a genuine connection and with whom I actually <i>like</i>, not just find attractive. I was listening to an interview with Richard La Ruina, a trainer from UK. He talks about upping the quality of girls rather than the quantity and how he qualifies the women he talks to before picking them up. For instance, he'll go for the makeout fairly quickly. If she makes out, he realizes it is not the girl for him. I like this form of pickup much more than the ONS version. To me, it is more important to make deep, emotional connections with a woman than to go for the quick and easy lay. IMO it makes the sex better, but all guys are different. <br />
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OK, I am getting a little off topic here. Honesty. I wanted to talk about honesty. The importance of honesty. And this all goes back to what I was talking about above with qualifying girls to find quality women. A lot of new players go out into the field with all of these tricks and games they've acquired from reading the materials. However, the most important thing a player can do is accept himself for who he is and be <u>completely honest</u> with the girl he is talking to. If you begin a relationship with lies, it will never go anywhere meaningful. It is essentially a house built on a foundation of straw.<br />
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So how do we develop honesty? First we have to be honest with ourselves. We have to decide what our goals are in life and what we are looking to get out of pickup. For me, what I want out of pickup is to find a quality woman. I will talk about quality in another post and how it changes for every man and how one man's quality woman is another man's ONS, but that is my goal. It is nice to have a harem, it is nice to flirt with girls, I still love the pickup. But that is my goal: to find quality women. Also, the more I go out and practice, the better I get at picking up women so that when I do find quality women, I don't blow it in the first ten minutes.<br />
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Being honest with yourself also means following your goals and seeing them through to the end. If that means going to the gym every day, do it. If it means talking to strangers, do it. Do you want to get better at your job? Start working on it now! When we are honest with ourselves, we have to listen to ourselves and strive to achieve our goals. Otherwise we are not being completely honest.<br />
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To become honest with yourself, you must be confident in your decisions. That is why following your goals is so important. If a girl asks you what you do and you don't like your job, she is going to smell that right away. Do you think that's attractive? It's not. If a girl asks you what you do in your free time and your only honest answer is "play video games," are you happy with that choice? If you are, then she has no other option but to accept you. If you are not happy with your choice, she will sniff it out within minutes and think "what a dork," etc. This will be repeated again and again: It does not matter what you say. As long as you are honest, confident and congruent, you can get away with anything.<br />
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Once we are honest with ourselves, we can be honest with others. Here's a big secret. Do you know what the best way to get a woman to completely open up to you is? The best way to get a woman to share something with you she hasn't told anyone else? It is to offer that information first. If you tell a woman something that ten years ago you would not have told <i>anyone</i>, and you say it with confidence, she won't judge you. Read that again fellas. <b>She will not judge you</b>. In fact, she will be impressed that you had the <i>cajones</i> to say anything like that.<br />
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Here's an example. I once told a woman about the most scandalous thing I've ever done: almost slept with a married woman while my girlfriend was asleep elsewhere. I said it with complete honesty and a complete lack of shame. You know what she did? Listen. Later she told me about the most scandalous thing she had ever done. Guys, when you share stuff like that with a woman, and she stares that stuff with you, you develop a <b>bond</b>. She <b>invests</b> in you. These are the types of relationships you should strive for.<br />
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A quick aside: This is powerful NLP-like shit. Don't do this for your one night lays unless you make it clear upfront what you are looking for. Women who have been around the block will be guarded, but younger girls will not and might get their heart broke after "opening up to you" only to never hear from you again. That's also how to get psycho girls after you. Be careful.<br />
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Honesty should permeate everything you do. When I talk to a girl, I like to find out what she expects out of a relationship. Best way to do that is to ask her: What do you look for in the men you date? What kind of relationships do you have? What kind of relationships do you want? What's your ideal man like? You will only get the true and real answers from her if you are honest with her in return. For instance, she may balk when you ask that question. You need simply say, "for instance, I am looking for a woman with whom I can grow as a person and help her to grow. I am looking for a partner where we will never hold each other back and only push each other forward. I want us both to reach our goals, then look back on our achievements and hold hands while sipping lemonade on a porch." Again, you will get her investing in you.<br />
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When you share yourself with a woman, when you allow her to peer into your soul, you are giving her a gift. You are giving her the gift of <b>you</b>. You are also allowing a woman to share herself with you. How many guys does a woman meet at a bar allow her to talk about her deepest, darkest fantasies. How many guys do you think she has actually <i>told</i> her deepest, darkest fantasies to? As Erik Von Markovik once said, PUAs are the exception. We do not do what everyone else does and so are successful.<br />
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One more thing about this. This is also why role-play is so important. Not only is it fun (and girls FUCKING LOVE FUN. OK, tangent. Seriously, girls fucking love fun. Girls don't want a dour guy like Don Draper. OK, they do. But when it comes time to actually go out on a date? They want Russel Fucking Brand. They want danger. They want excitement. They want to laugh. Playing aloof only gets you so far. Remember the words of Cyndi Lauper: Girls just want to have fun), but it allows you to share your fantasies with a girl and allows her to share hers with you. Example: "Let's get married. We'll fly to Aruba and have the ceremony on the beach. We can only invite three people though. Who are you bringing?" Or, "I know this is sudden, but we need to move in together RIGHT NOW. Should we take your apartment or mine?" Etc, etc. Use your fucking imagination.<br />
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When you are honest -- honest with yourself, honest with your intentions, honest with the world -- you are congruent. It is hard to explaining congruency, but it is essentially the state of complete honesty with who you are in that moment in time and the honesty you have about what you are doing right then. For instance, if you are happy, you smile. If you don't find something funny, you don't laugh. If you feel like kissing a girl, you kiss her. <b>Honesty</b>.<br />
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Finally, be honest in your openers. Guys, PLEASE, be honest with your openers. You have GOT to be congruent when you go and talk to a women or else you are DOA. You can't go up and ask if they've seen the fight outside. Not only have they heard it before, but it's dumb and not congruent with who you are. Try, "you are so cute, so I had to come talk to you," or, "you girls look like fun, I'm [name]" or even "Hi. Whatcha got there?" It really doesn't matter what you say. Just be honest with yourself, the situation, and her. It'll work itself out.<br />
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That's it guys. Have fun out there.<br />
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<br />Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-77878407861700682392012-04-22T22:19:00.001-07:002012-04-22T22:19:14.011-07:004/21/12 RuminationsThere are three main things holding me back from where I want to be with my social life right now. The first is funds. Going out every night is expensive. Taking chicks on dates is expensive. Recently, I've cut back on my alcohol intake and started with soda water which has helped my wallet out. It's still an expensive habit to keep up with. <br />
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The second thing is time. On weeknights, if I want to hit the gym and eat, I don't get out until 9:30/10. And that leaves room for nothing else, so laundry, housekeeping, dishes etc. tend to fall by the wayside during the week. Moreover, I am going to have to start studying soon which will put the kibosh on my weekday game for the timebeing. <br />
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The third thing messing with my game is the alcohol. Going out every night and drinking like a fish takes its toll. It just happens to be the nature of the game where you go out, meet with buddies, and you're at a bar so you start to drink. At the top I talked about starting with soda water as a way of conserving funds. I think that maybe that may help with this as well. Sober game is a different game but can still be played. However, I find it difficult to relate well to drunken girls when I am sober (and they are the kind of girls you find out at the bars at 10-12 on a weekday night).<br />
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Mini-FR: Went out Wednesday. Hit the bar with a coworker after work to watch some sports. He left early, but two of my lady friends came out to meet me. I seeded the "Flaming Dr. Pepper" shots next door and headed over to check it out. Took the shot and came back to the bar. Sat down and noticed two HBs to my right. Open them right the fuck up. Opener was something like, "Did you see those Flaming Dr. Pepper shots?" Transition into, "what are you drinking?" Etc. Find out that they are best friends since grade school or something. Talk about the plan for tomorrow night. The one closest to me (whom I've been talking to most for logistical reasons) tells me she is going to sing karaoke the next night. I number close her and say that maybe I'll see her tomorrow. Text her later that night with "maybe I'll come out to karaoke tomorrow sexy." Her response: "maybe you should." Didn't end up going to karaoke because beer, but I texted her and she wasn't going either due to a lip piercing. Anyone, I told her we'd hang out sometime in the future.<br />
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Last night I went out with a few buds from the forums. I was on the soda water plan early and decided to make it an early night. The most notable set was when PUA Jason and AFC friend went to go hit on girls. They walked over to a twoset of two good-looking girls I had seen earlier and hovered behind them. I watched about as much as I could stand of that and went over to open their asses up. "Heyyyyy!" I said, cheersing their glasses. The one girl wouldn't cheers me. I am unaffected and plow on. Ask what they're drinking (such a choad, right?!). HB blonde (on my left. HB Brunette I'm ignoring is on my right) says "Sprite." Lol. I look appalled. She says "imported." I give her shit for this. Maybe a little mock impressed. I tell her I'm drinking cola. ROYAL cola, so it's classy. We riff on this for a bit. She says she's a pickup sticks champion and brings her friend into the convo as a tether ball champion. I turn to the friend and talk to her for a bit. The conversation isn't really going anywhere, and if I wanted to continue the set, it would take another ten minutes or so. I see my wings lurking to the right, so I cheers them both (this time HB Blonde cheers's me) and exit the set.<br />
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I'm going to be working on sober game a lot more. I am tired of getting drunk every night and having interactions I don't remember. I was talking to one of my wings last night and he told me that I had some HB blonde all over my junk on Wednesday night, grabbing my ass and shit. I didn't remember a bit of it. Moreover, I had some random person's number in my phonebook whom I had no fucking clue who it was. Possibly that blonde. Later that night, apparently we were at a Mexican food place. I don't remember shit about that, but remembered tasting it the next morning and thinking, "when the fuck did I get Mexican?!"<br />
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For the future, I'd like to continue working on sober game and lessening my alcohol intake. I'd also like to focus on developing a deep rapport with women. I've recently met a woman with whom I've developed a deep connection. The difference between waking up next to a woman you care about and some random hookup is tenfold, and I much prefer the latter. Moreover, I have so many damn phone numbers in my book, I have no fucking clue what to do with them all. Some are stale, some I have no interest in, some I have no idea who the fuck they are, others I'd like to take out but have no gd money. I think what I'll try to do is work on the numbers I have by playing some text game. If they are dead numbers anyway, just sitting in my phone, then I have nothing to lose.<br />
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Finally, I've been clawing my way out of the friendzone with this one girl. Update/tips for that to come.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-91325778971082667492012-04-16T21:27:00.000-07:002012-04-16T21:27:56.509-07:00About to head out for the night, but wanted to get something downIt's been a while since I last posted, so a quick update and an empty promise to update again in the vague future.<br />
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1. Been seeing a girl I like pretty consistently. Dunno if it's oneitis, but I dig this chick. She seems to dig me too. We're having a great time together. See where it goes.<br />
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2. Mini-breakthrough. Think I'm done with the 100sets number challenge. New challenge is to make excellent connections with girls. e.g., instead of getting the number, go for the comfort close while still maintaining attraction. I've done this at times and it has led to the least amount of flake rates. Will try it more consistently out in the field.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-25422067224744605842012-03-26T12:08:00.000-07:002012-03-26T12:08:24.702-07:00A word on canned materialI consistently see the question, "should I use canned material?" Or new guys will ask me what my opener is, or what I think about MM. Here's my take: it's a great beginner's tool. The first time I ever used this shit in the field, I used shit right out of The Game. "You guys see the fight outside?" "Who lies more?" Etc. Some sets went well, some did not. What's important though, is that this material gave me the confidence to approach. And approach I did. However, I found that when I ran out of material, the conversation became a little stilted. I asked myself "am I in C3 or A1?" "Should I be DHV'ing right now? Am I showing too much interest?" Eventually, when I tried to expand on the canned openers into the other material, my head got too crowded and my interactions became too stilted.<br />
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It wasn't until I went out with the BAS crew that I realized you don't need openers, DHV stories, or any of that other crap. You just need to go up to girls, with confidence, and start talking. It helps if you are a good communicator, and imho, a compliment is better than a neg any day of the week. That doesn't mean you shouldn't be teasing, teasing is flirting.<br />
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So what's my stance on canned material? Great to use the openers when first going out. It gets you out of your head and into the mode where you are constantly opening sets and talking to women. However, I would suggest you not become too dependent on the canned openers, as I believe you can only go so far with them. I am not a Mystery or MM hater in any sense of the word. I just think that there is a natural progression from MM to natural game.<br />
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BONUS: FR from 3/23/12<br />
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Will make it short. Went out with a newbie. First set we were in I opened while I was ordering my drink. Told the gal she looked like a pinup model ("hope I'm not being too forward, but...."). She was duly impressed. Her friend came over and introduced me. I was in. Sister came in and I am very solidly in the group. So much so that my wing, who has little to no experience, was able to hold a conversation well enough for me to excuse myself and leave the restroom. At one point, they even offered me a shot of rum from out of the pint of rum they smuggled into the bar, lol.<br />
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Logistics were off because my A1 target was engaged (this was her makeup bachelorette party) and my A2 target was isolated while A3 chatted my fucking ear off. At one point I just stopped A3, turned to A2 and said, "I find you really attractive and I'd love to take you out sometime. Give me your number so we can make that happen." Hand her my phone. She waffles but A1 takes it and says, "I'll give you her number." :) get in with the friends. Stayed in set after number close, then bounce.<br />
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At the next spot I was in the zone opening sets left and right. Talking to this real cutie who was ultra into me. "We should totally hang out sometime." Her: "Yeah." Me: How do we do that? Her: I could take your number. Me: No. Her: OK, I'll give you mine. LOL. Only problem is she has a 4 y/o kid, so dunno if I'm gonna hit it.<br />
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Went for a few k-closes and, while not getting blown out, they did not stick. My recent goal has been to ESCALATE, so I'm glad I'm going for it.<br />
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Oh. And later in the night I got into a fight :)<br />
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Peace!Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-37552979279683885462012-03-22T11:27:00.000-07:002012-03-22T11:27:42.553-07:003/22/12 MusingsI've been gaming a girl whom I have feelings for (call her Jezabel). It's a strange thing to game a girl whom I actually like as a person. I am used to gaming random chicks in bars who are into me. It's a completely new game. Some thoughts on gaming girls you like:<br />
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1. Have no fear of the friend zone. "Friend zones" are a high school thing, imho. As you get older (and as a consequence, game older women), women you meet will want to "get to know you better" (e.g., not just fuck). It's fine to build a woman's comfort level with you. Just remain a sexual being and she'll know you're not just "the friend" type.<br />
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2. It's fun, exciting, and scary gaming a girl you like. When I game in clubs, I have almost no fear of approaching because I don't care what the outcome is. I've never seen the girl before and I might not ever again. But with a gal I like, it's a new game. I think "don't mess this up" and get into my head a lot more. It's not necessarily a bad thing because I think about it a lot more and the interaction is on-a-whole better.<br />
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3. All that said, I've got to make a move, but I've been a pussy. It's easy kissing girls you've just met. It's tougher when you've developed a friendship with a woman.<br />
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I'll keep you guys up to date. In the meantime, here's a mini FR from last night.<br />
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Hit up happy hour b/c I was too sore to go to gym and needed to unwind. Sent out some texts, but it looked like I was riding solo. Pinged FWB, but she was out of town. Pinged some girl whom I "nexted," but she was being coy. WHATEVER. I thought to myself "you are the party. You are the value" and decided to have a good time. Went outside and talked to some JAP (jewish american princess) and her friend who had piercings all over her face. I was only interested in the JAP, but at one point in the interaction, her boyfriend came, and I try not to game girls i/f/o their boyfriends.<br />
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Talked to everyone in the bar. I know some people from previous interactions, so talked to them a bit. Made some new friends. Brought the value wherever I went. At one point I was about to leave, but decided not to. Went in and sat next to a twoset. Started talking to them. One chick was really hot, the other was good looking to. I was not sitting next to the hot one. Interaction went well, a friend (male) of the hot one came in and bought everyone shots. Talked to him a bit (always giving value), then went back to talking to the girl next to me. Dropped sexual hints in the convo, kino'd early and escalated. Number closed, then said, "we should kiss." K-closed that bitch. <br />
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Post Scrip: It may sound like I'm misogynist, but I'm not. I love women and am a bit of a feminist. It's a product of (A) how I type and (B) how you, the reader, sees me.<br />
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Play on, playas :)Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-24137948205414657272012-03-03T14:13:00.000-08:002012-03-03T14:13:57.493-08:003/2/12 [LR]Another lay last night. I don't feel like getting into the whole night, but there were a BUNCH of sets beforehand. Last bar of the night, and we're all chilling. I go to the bar and order a drink. Naturally I talk to the girl standing there. Can't say what my opener was. Probably something like, "is this where you get drinks?" Something stupid like that usually works wonders. Anyway, at one point I just put my arm around her and go, "You're my girlfriend now." She goes, "oh yeah?" incredulously. I'm like, "yeah." We start riffing on where we're from. All night I was asking ppl if they were from SF for some reason. She's like, "yeah, I'm from SF." So I tell we're going to have to breakup because I live in San Jose. Push-pull. Push-pull.<br />
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At some point, she says something I like, so I reward her by telling her we're getting married. She laches onto this like flies on shit. Next thing I know I'm introducing her to the guys and she's introducing me to her friends. I tell her friends that this is " my future wife." She and her friends are loving it. We're holding hands and talking. She's got this glazed-over type look in her eyes. A couple times I go for the kiss and she pulls back. All I do is reel back, remain non-reactive, then go for the kiss again. Eventually we are making out. It took a couple of start-stops as she would first not kiss me at all, then only on the cheek, then some pecking on the lips, then a quick makeout, then full makeout. This is all over the course of 15 to 20 minutes or so.<br />
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At one point, her friend gives me a ring to propose, so I do the whole get down on one knee deal, put the ring on the finger, the whole nine yards. Real suave-like. Also, real chodey, lol. But it fucking works and we're making out. I think at one point she says she's going home but I can't come. I tell her I just want to cuddle all night and not have sex, lol. She sticks to her guns and says I can't come home with her. At one point, and I have no idea why, she's leaving. I think her friends were staying at the bar. So as she's leaving I'm like, "I'll walk you out" or "I'll get you a cab" or some bullshit. A cab pulls up and she gets in. I can see that if I get in, she won't say anything, and if I say something I'll fuck it up. So I get in and shut the door. She gives the cab driver her address. In the cab I'm thinking ("ESCALATE!"), so I start rubbing her leg and shit. She tells me to stop b/c she's ticklish, but I keep at it, reeling back every so often. I think she tells me again we're not having sex and I'm just like, "sure sure. We'll just get naked and go to sleep."<br />
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OK, we get to the house. Apparently it's her parent's "vacation house." It's way up on the top of a giant fucking hill, overlooking most of the city. She's like, "be quiet when you walk in because my brother's here." I'm like, "OK." We go in, she sneaks me to the bedroom and talks to her brother. I don't want to turn this into a penthouse forum letter, but I think the next part is relevant to guys dealing with LMR. Remember, I never said we were having sex, and every time she said we weren't, I was just like "yeah, yeah, sure. We'll just cuddle, it's fine."<br />
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So while she's out talking to the bro, I get down to my skivvies and jump into bed, make myself comfortable. She gets in and we makeout a bit and I caress her a bit. She says, "OK, time to go to bed." I go, "OK," get on my stomach, and shutdown a minute. Then I throw my arm over her. Then I caress her legs some more, rub her pussy over her panties. I stop and circle around, teasing, teasing, pushing, pulling. I then go in, put my fingers inside. Rub her a bit. She says, "are you gonna lick my pussy?" After that it was elementary. Lick the pussy, feel her breasts, she pulls me up, I take off my boxers, tell her to touch my dick, she puts it right in her cunt.<br />
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Couple of other things about the night. <br />
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<ul><li>After making out for a bit or w/e, she's like, "don't you want my number?" I'm like, "OK, sure," and hand her my phone. LOL, I just don't give a fuck. She's puts in her whole fucking name. I swear, there is no fucking bigger IOI than that right there.</li>
<li>I hadn't been blown out in a while, and in my other sets that night, towards the end, I was starting to get blown out a bit. Felt fucking GREAT. I just went up to one of the BAS'ers and was like, "I keep getting blown out. This is awesome!"</li>
<li>SF is such a fucking HOUSE of beautiful women.</li>
<li>I used the opener "Hey, you are adorable and I just had to come over here and talk to you" a couple of times. Can't tell if it was better than my normal opener. At one point I saw a girl across the bar and literally chased her down to tell her that. She was with a whole bunch of guys and I probably should've iso'd her, but didn't and bounced out of the set when I ran out of what to say. This is the biggest problem with this opener I think, I use it, then I have absolutely nothing to say. Maybe if I try it some more it'll go better. The second time I used the opener, the girl bored me, so I started talking to her friend. I think she got jealous because she came over and was like, "this is my girlfriend" and stole her away.</li>
<li>Doing the walk of shame at 7 a.m. on a Saturday is somehow less painful.</li>
<li>They're always skinnier at the bar.</li>
</ul>Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-37842285327881448302012-02-27T13:55:00.000-08:002012-02-27T13:55:31.913-08:00Let the River Take YouThis is an FR from Friday night. Rolled up to SF with my not-in-the-game cousin to meet my friend, "Natural," who was in town from MA. Waiting to meet my friend at the bar, drinking with my cuz and opening sets. First couple of sets went fine, but nothing great. So I go open this twoset of Russians. I don't remember the entire interaction, so I am only going to his the high points.<br />
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My target was super hot. Turns out they were both visiting from LA. Somehow I guessed their ages exactly, and one even took out her ID to show me. I asked their names and got into deep rapport with the hottie (thought they were both attractive). We talked about where she worked, what she did for fun, etc. They say they are going outside to smoke and I say, all excited, "You smoke!?" I then go out and smoke with them. They're smoking some capri slims or something so I make fun of them. My natural friend shows up and introductions are made. We go inside.<br />
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At some point, the girls are talking about the patio out back where you can smoke, so I say, "let's go" and lead my entire group of five people to the back area. I seat them at a table and excuse myself to go to the rest room. When I come back the entire group's moved. "What happened?" I say. Apparently it was reserved, but the group found a table. We all sit down. Two guys who are in-field come into the group, then leave to sarge. At one point, I am sitting across from the obstacle and my cousin is sitting across from the hottie, so I make some excuse about how my cigarette smoke is going in his face and switch seats with him. Then, to my hottie I say, "I just wanted to sit next to you," smile.<br />
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At some point, my natural friend gets the deets about the next venue from his bro and we have to bounce. We attempt to bounce the girls, but they beg off, claiming they have to wake up early for a tour of alcatraz. Not sure how I could have pulled, but it's fine. I tell hot Russian that we should hang out either before she leaves, or I'll visit her in LA and we exchange numbers. She gets up to say goodbye to me, and this is where I go for the k close in an alternative world (she was basically asking for it), but don't and hug it out instead. God, as good as I am, I am still such a chode sometimes. We bounce, girls stay, and me and my friend tear up some other club. Think I got another number by the end of the night, but nothing of consequence. The venues kinda sucked, but I had fun anyway.<br />
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Pros: Bouncing the girls around, some solid deep rapport to hook the girl, got the number close, defeated obstacles.<br />
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Cons: Should be escalating more.<br />
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Post-script: At one point I asked my natural friend how he's so good at hitting on women and he said he just has to relax and that I come on too strong. So, definitely something to work on in the future.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-15903840729199934522012-02-23T18:29:00.000-08:002012-02-23T18:29:57.150-08:002/23/12 UpdateSo yesterday, I went out to lunch with stalker chick from two posts again. I'm really amping up the sexual conversation and did a little deep rapport by talking about losing our virginities. Later, she said, "we need to have a serious talk." Put it off for 20 minutes. "I'm not looking for anything but friendship. I am not in a mental state for anything else." I think she then justified herself by saying, "maybe if I'm drunk...." I jumped in and said, "That's fine, but I make out with my friends." She said, "OK, maybe we'll dry hump." Lol. Girl is mine, all I need to do is escalate.<br />
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Also talked to the chick from sushi and karaoke yesterday. Called her on the phone in the morning but logistics were all off. She said she would call me back, but by 10 at night had not. Big boo-boo in my book. I get a couple of texts from her (which end up being from the other night). I respond with "Is that you calling me back?" She calls 10 to 20 mins later, apparently drunk and on her way to her car, lol. Anyway, the girl is cool and I'd like to get her in rotation. Told her that Thursday's no good and asked if she could do Sat instead (I've got a friend's bday dinner to attend). She said, "I might be going to New York for the weekend." Lol, wut. Apparently this girl IS adventurous. Excellent.<br />
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OK brothers, that's it for now. I've got to work on my day game some more. Today I saw this hot dancer come in with a group of friends when I was eating lunch. She was just my type but I did not open. When I was leaving she was sitting at a table outside. My opener should've been, "Excuse, but you are so cute. I just had to come say hello to you." Ah well. You miss 100% of the shots you don't take. I've also been talking to this cute Mexican chick in my office building with a big rack. I've got to find a way to close that deal. Now that I think about it, I talk and flirt with every. Damn. Girl. in my office building. I love flirting and it's definitely something I've improved these last few months.<br />
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So yeah, goals are to improv day game, close the two girls I'm working on and get them into rotation ASAP. Manana hang with an old friend in the city. Perhaps I'll get some numbers.<br />
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One last thing. Went out Fat Tuesday. Opened tons of sets. At one point I used the perfect opener at a seated two-set: "Can I take this seat?" "Sure." Sit. Set went well. I number closed some chick, but don't think I'll call her. It was end of the night close and I was a little wasted. Tonight it's early bed for me.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-50494448223684036382012-02-19T23:22:00.000-08:002012-02-19T23:22:48.875-08:00Weekend ReportHad a blast this weekend. Friday I went out with chick I met on V-Day. Hit up sushi place and had awesome sushi. 100 bucks later, I told her she was buying drinks at the bar. Went to the karaoke bar afterwards. We are sitting down and within 10 minutes we are making out. At some point I try to put her hand on my dick, but she's not having it. She said she doesn't put out on a first date. I ignored and plowed, but it was a nonstarter. It's fine as I like this chick, and I timebridged for a fuck on our next date. At the karaoke place, we were owning it and were basically the coolest people there/having the most fun. At one point, a song came on that is on my list of songs (I have a karaoke list), so my girl tells me to go up. I do and some cute asian girl comes up too (it was her song). Fuck it, we sing it together and have a fucking blast.<br />
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Saturday, had to meet my fuck buddy, but wanted to sarge too, so I sent up the bat signal. Meet at the bar. I'm the first one there and I open a two-set of fatties to get the juices flowing. One community guy shows up whom I never met, so we shoot the shit until my FWB shows up. I tell her that we're going to help him hit on girls. Go to another bar that is having dubstep night. Grab a couple of PBRs and KILL the dance floor. I'm talking to every fucking girl in the establishment. There's this really cute black HB with a hot friend who I am talking to the whole time. Black girl I can tell is feeling me, but I've got FWB with me so I try to pawn her off on the community guy. Don't think it went well. Either way we had a complete BLAST, totally owned the place and talked to every set in there.<br />
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Bounce to the next bar. I'm opening every set I see and FWB gets pissed, so I have to calm her down. At one point she goes to the bathroom and I am talking to these two seated hottie sisters. One of them starts talking about her tits, saying how they are nice. So I tell her they look nice and start grabbing them. I then tell them we should makeout before my FWB gets back, but no going. Again, I opened every fucking set in there like it was my business. No going for number closes because I have a few spinning plates right now.<br />
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At some point my FWB and I bounce to my office where we fuck overlooking the city. I then take her home for more super happy fun times. She jets at 4am and I am a complete ass to her because I am not a morning person at all. She texts me later in the day, "Sorry for being mean. I was just frustrated. Sex in yr office was hot."<br />
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I am growing as a person and a player and have improved so much in the short time I've been in the game. I have learned that I can be a total asshole and still get away with it. I've also begun to believe that I am the party and that people are genuinely interested in talking to me / hanging out with me. I've also started reading "How to Win Friends and Influence People." The book is pure gold. One thing I did not do this weekend that I tried to do was get my Beatrice out for dinner on Sunday. I called her on Saturday and no answer. I then texted her Sunday, but she's ignoring me. I'm not letting that one go.<br />
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Goals for next week are to bang the asian cutie from V-Day and go out with HB black girl who tracked me down (from last post). Saturday, my natural friend is in town from the other coast so we'll probably tear some shit up. It's getting busy, but that's a good thing. Soon I am going to have to shift focus on some work stuff, so hopefully I can get a couple of plates spinning so I can really focus on what I need to do.<br />
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I have so many goals and so much growth I've yet to see in myself. However, I realize that I've grown a lot since last winter when I was basically crying into my beer every night. I am a much better socializer now and want to continue to improve by growing my harem, making more friends, extending my social network, and completing my work goals.<br />
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Keep playin' playas.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-13102392249594287852012-02-16T15:14:00.000-08:002012-02-16T15:14:07.322-08:00Quick Update with mini FRHave not updated in a bit. Last weekend went out with my Beatrice. It went swimmingly. Was getting texts from a girl in my harem who wanted to fuck, but I wasn't feeling it. She gets too clingy. We'll probably get together this weekend.<br />
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Tuesday was Valentine's day. Went out to two dollar Tuesdays with a co-worker, then headed over to a local bar where some people from the internet were meeting up. I met up with them, but there was a terrible girl/guy ratio. One guy looked cool so I said to him, "Hey, you wanna go inside and hit on women?" He agreed. We went inside and derped around a bit. We played some shuffle board. Then I saw a twoset sitting by us so I went and opened them. It went great. My target took to me right away and my new wing got along with his HB. I got my target's number, then we played some shuffleboard. It was a fine time and me and the girl are going out Friday. Before leaving, I texted her: "Who is the coolest guy you met tonight? (Hint: It's NLA)." She responded positively, then later that day asked when we were going out. I guess I make good impressions.<br />
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Me and my wing were leaving the bar for the night, when I see some hottie walking alone down the street. Of course I open her. She is receptive and wants me to come inside for a drink with her, so I oblige and both me and my wing head in with her. She heads to the bar to get a drink and we grab a table. I am feeling wasted at this point and there's only one girl, so I tell my wing to take over and I jet.<br />
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<b>Second Story: On the Importance of talking to EVERYBODY</b>: There's this cute chick in my office building whom I see occasionally. She has a MAJOR bitch shield up 24/7, but I make it a point to say "hi" to her like I do most people. Anyway, I'm on the elevator yesterday, riding down. She gets on the floor below me. I say, "Hey, how you doin?" A second or two passes and she says, "Oh, are you talking to me?" And I'm like, "Yup. How you doing?" We talk for a little bit, I compliment her on her sweater as she is exiting the elevator. I then go about my day and go to lunch.<br />
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I get back from lunch, and apparently this chick came looking for me. I'm on the tenth floor and there are 12 floors in my building. She went up to the 12th, described me, and did the same until she got to my office. I was out of the office at the time, but she left a note with her phone number and office number. She told the guy at the front desk that she works alone. I called her last night and we had lunch today. I time-bridged for drinks later in the week.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-55798191933460414882012-01-09T14:36:00.000-08:002012-01-09T14:36:25.947-08:00My Current HaremLest ye think I am doing this blog for show, I just wanted to go through my current harem.<br />
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Number 1: Blonde, older, divorcee. Insatiable sexual appetite. Three times a night is not enough for her. Her insatiableness annoyed me to the point where I cut off contact, but she contacted me again after Christmas and we are at it again. We'll see how long it lasts. She's generally fun, though, because everytime I introduce something new (sex in a car, spooning, reverse cow-girl), it's a completely new experience to her. She is totally GGG, which makes me overlook her other annoyances.<br />
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Number 2: College girl. Lives with parents. Has a good social circle of friends whom I'd like to bang. Not all that interested in her sexually, but she is tenacious and it is hard to turn down a sure thing. She can never host, for obvious reasons, which is problematic because I currently live on a futon. Because I am the more attractive one, I have all the power. Gets boring, but hey, it's a sure thing.<br />
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Number 3: New Girl, older, hispanic. Loves to dance and is lonely. Big tits. Gets wet at the thought of me. Will probably keep her around a little bit.<br />
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For the most part, the ladies are the ones who initiate. I'd like to expand my base a bit as none of these gals are tens. Although I have a harem, I am currently not satisfied. If I could, I'd like to downgrade (upgrade?) to one gal I really like who is super-hot, kinky and into me. For now though, I'll keep the spinning plates.<br />
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For the most part I've been reeling back my pick-up activities to focus on other life goals. I still go out, but not as frequently. I've got a couple of prospects on the horizon whom I'd like to turn into regular hookups or perhaps more. Like I said, my goal is to have one quality woman, rather than massive quantities. However, quantity may lead into quality, so I'll start from a position of strength for now. Next week I am to have dinner with my Beatrice. We'll see how that goes.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-39310776510696264732012-01-06T16:20:00.000-08:002012-01-06T16:20:35.368-08:00My Bout With OneitisThis past week was Christmas and I was home for Christmas. Currently I live 3,000 miles away and do not see my family enough. <br />
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Over a year ago, my girlfriend of six years broke up with me. I am not getting into all the details now, but suffice to say I did not appreciate what I had and was devastated by the loss. Eventually, after my second drunken attempt to elicit sex from her via text, she sat me down and told me never to contact her again. That was last January and I hadn't since then.<br />
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Because we were together six years, she was a big part of my life. We did <i>everything</i> together. When I moved out West, she moved with me. When my nieces and nephews were growing up, she was there with me, watching them grow. She became part of the family. When I was home, everything there reminded me of her. I was sad to not be sharing the experience with her. My nephew (8 years old) asked why she broke up with me. Basically, I was a heartbroken AFC mess for the whole Christmas weekend. My family is all coupled up, and here I am, some newbie to the PU game, going home for Christmas, missing my ex. It was awful.<br />
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Later, I found myself in NYC. This is the city where my ex and I met. I was meeting my friend for drinks right next door to a place I had been with the ex and her uncle. I took a picture and thought about sending it to her. I did not. I talked to my friend about this. He asked if I would still get back together with her. I said, "I still love her and always will." He said to call her tomorrow (31st) "before you get drunk." I agreed, as that was my plan all along. I meant to call her on Christmas but either forgot, thought it would be too cliche, thought better of it, or pussied out.<br />
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On the day of December 31st, I called my ex girlfriend. I was in Queens, on a street we walked down together many a time before. It was 12:30 in the afternoon. She did not pick up. I left a message. "Hey. It's me. Just walking down [street], thinking of you. Hope you had a great Christmas and New Year. Bye." She did not call me back.<br />
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Flying home, I keep thinking about calling her. I develop the plan at some point to send a text. The original idea for a text was, "If you're around, I'd like to call you tonight. What time are you available?" After thinking about it and waiting for way too long, the text I eventually send is, "It's NLA. I'd like to call you tonight. You around?" She never responded.<br />
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It's been a year and I've still got oneitis. I've gotten laid since the breakup. I've flirted with countless girls. I've gotten dozens of numbers. My social-life has improved eightfold. And yet, I still think "what if...."<br />
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I'm hoping that in the coming year I can get over her, but I dunno if I can. She was such a big part of my life. We grew up together. Now she just ignores me. This is how I got into the game. We all have holes to fill. This is my backstory.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-14312116199563671952011-12-06T14:56:00.000-08:002011-12-06T14:56:32.908-08:00Some [FRs] from the weekendWas sick and bogged down at work, so didn't go out much last week. However, I did go out Friday and Saturday. Here are those FRs.<br />
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<b>Friday</b> - Went out with coworkers beforehand. There was a hot twoset behind us. I noticed them walking in, then ignored them to talk to my coworkers and build up social proof. They were both sitting facing the door and I was sitting with my back towards them. At one point I turned around and said something along the lines of, "can you two <i>please</i> keep it down back there, we're trying to talk!" Of course I said it with a big, shit-eating grin and they loved it, hooking right away. I talked for them a bit before turning my attention back to my group. I later opened them again. I was giving one of the girls (Russian) some kino, but she was not digging it. The other one was into me, but I didn't make my move because I am uncomfortable sarging in the spotlight of coworkers. I would have invited them to sit with us, but logistics were awful.<br />
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When everyone was calling it a night at 8:00, I decided to go and hit up a local bar. I went in and ordered a few drinks and tried to flirt with the bartender a little. Sent out a coupla pings to friends. One hit, so we went next door to another place I know (Fred's). Hung around, but not much was going on. My friend wanted to go to a dive bar, so we bounced there. Inside it was crowded. I went to the bathroom and on the way so a girl I number closed before Thanksgiving. Talked with her, showed her the pictures I had on my phone of us, and told her I would call her later. My friend and I bounced, and that was that. Talked to a couple of other girls here and there, but nothing noteworthy.<br />
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<b>Saturday</b> - Friend (girl)'s birthday party. Meet up her house about nine and start drinking. They are doing shots and eventually get wasted. We hang out there for a bit then head out to a club. The place is CRACKIN with HB 9s and 8s all over the place. I am still uncomfortable approaching when the hot girl-rate is so high. At one point I am in the patio-area smoking. I notice that where I am standing there is a bunch of guys and on the other side of the space there are a bunch of girls. It's like a high school dance. While I am thinking, a cutie comes up to me and asks for a cigarette. I give her a look, but she stays. I tell her that I <i>might</i> give her a butt if she did something cool/funny. She's like, "what?" I say, "what are you good at?" She thinks about it, but says, "nothing." Then her eyes light up and she says, "oooh. I know!" She then bends her thumbs backwards and says, "see?" I'm like, "wtf?!" I kino her a bit and of course make fun of her a little. I give her a cigarette and light it. She calls me a gentleman. We talk for a little big longer before she bounces.<br />
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After this interaction I'm thinking, "wtf am I doing?" I walk across the space to two gals who look as though they are waiting to be opened. I move in and say, "it's like a high school dance in here with girls on one side and guys on the other." They laugh and are opened. We talk a bit, with me giving them shit and them complimenting me ("You don't look like a smoker. You have a good complexion and look clean"). I bounce inside to look for my way-too drunk friend to make sure she's not getting me into trouble.<br />
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Two things about two of the girls in the group I'm with. One is the birthday girl and is constantly trying to get into my pants, but I LJBF'd her. She is way too drunk tonight. Another is a cute girl who only likes buff black guys. I am not a buff black guy, but I get the feeling that she has a thing for me, so I flirt with her. She buys me a drink at one point in the night with very little prompting. Later in the night, she is probably too drunk and clinging all over me, holding my hand, all the signs. I try to kiss her but get the cheek twice. Being unreactive I just don't give a fuck, but it was fun.<br />
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Later, I go back outside to the dance floor and reopen the twoset from earlier. I do some grinding with them and cop a feel or two off of them. My interest level isn't high as they are both 40-somethings, but they've got great bodies and one is French while the other is Brazilian. I attempt to number close the French gal (even though the Brazilian would've been easier to close) and get the "I'll take yours." So I put it in and press "send." I then hand her phone back and go to take out mine. She ends the call before I get to my phone and says, "I'll call you." Welp, I've got to look for my friends and don't have time to fuck with her, so I peace. <br />
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At one point a wing from seddit shows up. I get separated from my other friends, so we bounce to another bar (Fred's again). The place is packed and there are two separate lines, both about 20 people deep. We walk past the front, see that it's hopeless (getting close to bar time) and darkenergizerbunny says, "why don't we just walk in?" "Sure," I say. "We've got to just walk right up like we own the place." So I go to the front. I see a bouncer we know, walk right up to him and say, "we were outside smoking." He says, "hey man." We are on the other side of the velvet rope and there are two lines on either side of us. He's letting a group of girls in. One says something about showing her tits, so I vibe with the bouncer about that a bit. When he turns to face me again, I make a move to go in and he opens the velvet rope. I point to my wing and say, "this guy's with me." We go in. Place is packed. I make a bee-line for the back bar.<br />
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Now, I can't say exactly what happened, other than to say that I always open a set at the bar, if available. This time is no different. I find an empty space at the bar (probably talking to girls on my way in) and say something to a cutie next to me. She is <i> very</i> receptive, so we start to talking. I'm not even sure about what, but I one point I remember a line I read on seddit that I want to give a try. I say, "Listen, I'm not gay and I don't have a girlfriend or anything, I just suck at flirting and I think you are cute. Thought I'd throw that out there." We then go back to talking. I can tell in her face when I tell her that she's intrigued and it works. RIGHT ON! Wish I could remember who I got the line from. I end up hanging out with this girl for the rest of the night. Her friend (cousin) kind of hates me and seems to be trying to get rid of me, but this girl is dragging me around by holding my hand. At some point the lights come on and we are getting separated in the crowd. I take out my phone, put it onto a new contact page and put it in her hand. I then lose her in the crowd. I've never been so worried. I thought I might never see my phone again.<br />
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I walk outside with my wing. She's right there greeting me as I walk out the door and hands me my phone. "If you can remember my name, call me."<br />
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Later that night I text two girls (no idea what her name was). Hers was the first response (the other girl texted, "who the fuck are you?" lol).Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-22834024607881866132011-11-27T17:54:00.000-08:002011-11-27T17:54:08.710-08:00NLA Social Network is Working [FR]Scene: Saturday night. Not wanting to go out, but looking because I did not go out the night before. Called up a couple of BAS'ers, but they were with family/unavailable. About 6pm I get two texts from two separate girls.<br />
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The first girl invited me to a concert for some band. I googled the band and it was some death metal shit. I was not interested. The second girl invited me to some party. "Jersey Shore" theme. Said it starts at 9:30. I waited an hour and a half and texted both girls back. To the first I said, "Can't make it tonight." To the second I said, "Sounds cool. Where is it?" She gave me the address and I got ready.<br />
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<b>The FR</b> Party started at 9:30, so I planned on getting there about ten. I got there at 10:30. As soon as I get to the address, I see three girls standing outside. So what do I do? I talk to them, dummy! I say, "Is this where the fistpumping happens?" (remember, Jersey Shore). They laugh, so I talk some shit. There's a girl standing in my way, so I make a big deal like she's in my way to her friends. Eventually, they get her to move and I go in.<br />
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<b>The Party</b> I enter and it's a tiny house party (studio apartment). Turns out its some guy's birthday. I see the girl who invited me and she smiles, comes right up to me and says, "You came!" I put my six-pack in the fridge (byob) and get to drinking. It's a pretty nice party. The venue is small, but there are a bunch of cute girls. My invitor introduces me to people, so I am not wont for conversation. I don't stick to the chick who invited me and instead spread my love around. I talk to everyone at the party at some point (~25 people). A twoset of hotties come in so I open them. Nothing stuck, but I gave them shit the whole night (e.g., "You guys are the life of the party! Came in and sat down right away. You guys need to chill it out.").<br />
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It becomes a blur at this point. People are in and out, but I establish myself as alpha. Some guy is drunk as shit and tries starting shit with me, but I defuse him and befriend him. I am talking to everyone and having a blast. Some guy tries taking my beer, but I persuade him not to. A twoset of hotties (<i>another one</i>) comes in, and I talk to them a lot. One of the girls is super cute and I am pretty sure the other is a lesbian. I facebook close them both. God, I want the hot one, but she said she has a boyfriend. The HB lesbian said they were lovers or some shit when I first opened them, but I was nonreactive and just plowed.<br />
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One of the girls I saw earlier in the night (one of the girls from outside that I first encountered) is leaving, so I engage her in conversation. She's with her friend, so I talk to them both, but focus on the hottie. Things are going swimmingly, so I say, "we should hang out some time." <b>This is my can't lose number close.</b> I wait for her to respond with, "yes." Her friend interrupts and there's some chit-chat in between, but I stay persistent and she agrees. I say, "Great! Then you should give me your number." I get my "new contact" screen up and hand her my phone. She puts her shit in there and I call her. She entered it wrong the first time, so we fix it. She put in her first and last name without provocation (serious IOI). I make some more chitchat and say goodbye. I texted her the next morning and got a good response (basically, made fun of her last name).<br />
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As the party's winding down, it's clear that the girl who invited me wants to go home with me. I don't fuck it up, act cool and take her home. Yes players, it's a lay report. Take her home the next morning and hit the gym. I knew today would be a good day :)<br />
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Lastly, on my way to the party (forgot this), I got a text from a girl. "What are you up to buddy, wanna drink?" Lol, I LOVE social game. Remember to talk to everyone and the situations will present themselves. Be true to yourself, future players.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-41118472978931156132011-11-23T13:28:00.000-08:002011-11-23T13:28:51.890-08:00Newbies Post, Some Lessons for Beginners<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't know about your local lair, but in the bay area we have new guys constantly coming out with us and most are beginners. Usually these guys come out once or twice and are never heard from again. These men are not ready for a mansformation.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Before entering the community, you've got to look at yourself in the mirror and decide to make a change. You've got to say, "what I've been doing has not been working out. I'm ready to change." If you're not ready to embrace the ideas of this community, then you're not ready for seduction. It's that easy. Seduction is not going out on Friday nights and trying to talk to women, its becoming a better person. It's not for the weekend warriors, its for those men who are ready to change their lives.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Okay, so you're ready. You've decided to commit yourself and make some serious changes. Now's the hard part: you've got to do it.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Seduction is like any field of study. You can read all the theory you want and that's good, in practice. However, ask yourself the same thing every fifth grade student asks his math teacher: "How will this help me in <i>life</i>? </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Fellas, you've got to get out there and sarge. There is simply no way to improve unless you start talking to women. Hell, talk to anyone. <b>Talk to everyone.</b> Get out of your house and live an interesting life. Get yourself a hobby (other than seduction) and commit to it. To bastardize a quote from Gandhi, be the change you want to see.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now for the meat of this post. Some simple tips for those guys who are just starting out:</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Your first 2000 sets are just practice.</b> I'll repeat that. Your first 2000 sets are all just practice. You didn't think this would be easy, did you? There's a reason why we start with the 100 set challenge (/r/100sets). It's because 2000 is an intimidating number. And it is, if you think of it that way. However, it is just a means to the end. Anything you're really good at, think about how much time you've put into it. I'm sure it's well over 2000 hours. Well, seduction's the same way. You've got to put in your time.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now, these sets don't have to be perfect. They don't even have to be awesome. Your first set can be walking up to a girl, saying "hi," and running away. Congrats! That's one set! What's important is to actually get to 2000 sets. And the sooner you get there, the better. Like all learned skills, your seduction skills will erode over time (any guy who got out of a long-term relationship before coming here will attest to that).</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The second thing about framing your first 2000 sets as practice sets is that it prepares you for the actual time it takes to progress in this field. Seduction takes time. It's a learned skill. You've got a lifetime of bad habits to fix. You should not be expecting to move mountains within the first week or even month of doing this. However, you will be constantly improving. Which moves to the next step.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Be happy for every improvement.</b> I've seen it. Some guys come out a couple of nights, don't get any numbers in their first couple of tries and quit. It's because their goals are too high. Look, everyone is different and everyone has their own pace. While one aPUA will go from AFC to k-close in a month, it may take another a year. What is important to focus on are the small improvements you make.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Let's say you have crippling social anxiety and to go out with people from your lair that first time and it was HELL just getting out of your house. That's step one. Then you met some people. That's step two. You didn't talk to anyone outside the lair that night, but you made some potential friends. Next time you go out, you open a fourset of dudes. You're talking to them the whole night. That's your next step. Next time you go out, you open a fat girl sitting at the end of the bar. Congratulations, you are improving!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Along the way, there are many things you can be happy about and if you look, you'll see many areas in which you are improving. As you improve, remember two things. 1) as Han said to Luke, "Don't get cocky, kid!" You've still got a ways to go. 2) At the same time, rejoice in the small steps you take on a way to becoming a better man. Oftentimes, it is the journey that we look back on with most fondness.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Have the proper frame when you start going out</b> Let's say you've got no wings and that your area has no lair. You start going out alone. You talk to ALL the women. You don't do great. You are not sticking in your sets. You are not reaching your goals. May I suggest this frame: "I'm just going out to make new friends." Those eight words, if you believe them, will get you sticking to more sets than you have time for. One of my favorite openers, and please feel free to use it, is to walk over to a group of girls and say, "Hey! You girls look really cool, so I just had to come over here and talk to you." Forget about negs for a minute, forget about routines, forget about everything Mystery taught you. Just walk into a set and open. <i>Talk</i> to them (not at them). Turn the fourset into a five (or two into a three, etc.). Remember, your first 2000 sets are all practice, so if you forget your DiCarlo kino escalation ladder, it's fine. You're in set. Be happy, because you are improving!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Don't sweat it.</b> The dirty secrets of the seduction world are as follows: 1) it takes a <i>long</i> time to become a PUA. 2) You actually have to <i>gasp</i> work at it. So, <b>Get out there and sarge!</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Finally, <b>keep a journal</b>. Keep notes on your progress day-to-day. What you've learned, things you can improve on, who you met, what's been working for you, etc. A month down the road, you'll be eternally grateful when you look back and see the progress you've made.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Guys, I <b>want</b> you to get better. I <b>want</b> good wings. I am sick of going into the field, opening a set, and having three guys lurk around the edges as I talk to a twoset of girls. Do it for yourself, do it for me, do it for the girl who's waiting for the perfect man. Get out there and become a social person. Learn how to talk to people. Make friends. Just sarge.</div>Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-61106928156965898372011-11-21T12:00:00.000-08:002011-11-21T12:01:10.965-08:00[LR] 11/17/11Posting this up a bit late. Went out with snarkymcchoad from the boards. It was our first time hanging out and was a blast. Pre-gamed it at a bar with cheap drinks and there were SF cheerleaders there. Opened the cheerleaders, waited for McChoad, got into a set, then saw McChoad. Ejected from my set. Saw them later in the night and said, "what're you guys, following me around?!" One thing I notice when I use this line is girls try to reframe it ("no, you're following US!"). Just an observation.<br />
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Hit next spot. Standing at the bar when some girl walks in and looks at me. I look at her. She looks familiar. She comes over and opens me. Apparently I was dancing with her one night at a different bar. She says, "I should've gotten your number." I say, "well we should fix that right now." We exchange numbers (wherein she puts in her full name, unprompted). She ends up clinging to me the whole night. A couple of times I move in to k-close, but she backs away, so I do too. Hit up the next spot and she follows.<br />
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The next spot is more of a club atmosphere. 9s and 10s all around just giving me AA like you read about. I lose my hanger-on. I start talking to this one girl. We're kissing within ten minutes. It's not something I was necessarily looking for, but she kept leaning into me. (This happens to me once a week, where there's a girl I'm not really all that interested in kissing who really wants to get some. I guess there's something to be said for being prepared/right place, right time.) So I say "fuck it" and go for the makeout. I pull out first. I tell her "I have to go find my friend, but let me get your number so we can hang out later." She says ok.<br />
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Go with Snarky to the dance floor. We work on our dance game. I try opening a few sets, but to no avail. There's a real attractive HB Black girl whom I try dancing with, but it doesn't go spectacularly. I try to open her by opening her (male) friend who is dancing and use him as an excuse to get into their dance circle. Doesn't really go that well. Eventually, McChoad and I decide to call it a night.<br />
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Walking home I text my hanger-on ("what happened to you") and the girl I just met ("Hey, it's NLA. Don't makeout with any more guys tonight."). My phone burps and I restart it. When it comes back on, there are two messages from new girl. Something to the effect of "let's meetup?" I text back, "heading home. Where are you?" At this point, I should point out that the only game you should be running when you get a text like that is logistics. Your job is to not fuck up. Find out where she is, clean up the house a bit, and head to the address she gave me (some sorority house). By this point its pushing 3 a.m. on a Thursday night. I pick her up and she wants me to give her (hot) friend a ride home. I give shit then comply. Her friend is grilling me on the way. I'm like "what's with the twenty questions?" She says, "you're about to fuck my friend, I want to know about you." lol, ok. We get to the friend's house, which is also the girl's house. She beckons me in. I oblige. These chicks come from rich families, but w/e. The friend pushes us into the girl's bedroom and she jumps on me. That's all you get.<br />
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Something I should've done is pulled the hot friend in for a threesome. She was saying how she is going to miss sleeping with her (name of new girl). These girls were ready for it. Alas, this is something to work on in the future.<br />
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Another thing I really have got to work on is my 10 game. I know it shouldn't feel different talking to tens, but it does.<br />
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Finally, Snarky, good hanging with you man. We'll definitely be doing it again soon.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-21320354866480139842011-11-16T16:32:00.000-08:002011-11-16T16:32:33.866-08:00On Giving Value<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Giving value is a completely selfless act. We do it to make others feel better about themselves. When you are giving value, you are seeking nothing in return and giving everything. It is this act of selflessness which resonates with others. We, as humans, are constantly thinking of our selves and have a tendency to act selfishly. Yet when we give value to others, we do so for no purpose other than to make those around us feel better.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Perhaps the argument can be made that by making others around us feel better, we make the world a better place for ourselves (and better equip ourselves to be surrounded by high value people) – a selfish act under the surface. However, the goal of making a better life helps not only ourselves, but those in our immediate vicinity. By feeling better, we are better equipped to help those around us feel better when interacting with us. By making our lives as socially comfortable as possible, we open others up to our world and allow them to feel better about themselves. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is only after we feel good about ourselves that we can make others feel better. Therefore, a central precept of value-giving is making our lives better along the way. You can say you want to give value, but it is a worthless endeavor if you do not represent value in yourself. If a valueless person gives value to another, what has he given? What does he have to give? You cannot give something that you yourself don’t have.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Therefore, in order to give better value to others, we should constantly be seeking to make our own lives more valuable. This is a lesson not only for pickup, but for every aspect of our lives. If we make efforts every day to make our lives more attractive to not only others, but ourselves, we will have remarkable value reserves that we can then share with others. Some things to do to increase your own value include: dressing better, taking care of your body by working out and eating right, becoming financially stable, having a strong sense of self-worth, being self-amused, and having a strong social circle. When all these things come together, we are in a better place to make others feel better about themselves. When this happens, people will want to be close with you. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you need an end result for giving value, it is this: by giving value you make it so that others will want to be with you. You give good feelings and others will want those good feelings to continue. The best way to do that is to spend more time with you. You give freely of your time to others, thus giving more value. They value you more highly and are more likely to do things to help you. This in turn gives your life more valuable and better equips you to have high value in the future. By giving value, we set ourselves up to receive value. If done right, it is a never-ending chain of you giving value (expecting nothing in return) and receiving value back, which you then reinvest in others. Once set in motion, this force is not easily stopped and you will be taken care of for a long time to come, value-wise. So give value freely, expect nothing in return, and reap the rewards that come with it.</div>Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-7286167976489641712011-11-14T12:42:00.000-08:002011-11-14T12:42:10.264-08:0011/11/11 - Day 2<b>Logistics</b> This day two was arranged after my Halloween pickup and k-close that can be found within this blog. We had originally planned to meetup that Sunday, but she claimed a hangover, so we did not meet. We agreed to meet the following Sunday to attend a museum. However, that fell through as well and plans were made for the Friday above. I arranged a guest-list pass for a show and had her pick a bar for us to meet. She arrived early and I was running late.<br />
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<b>First Location</b> - I arrived and hit the can right away (long drive). I found her and said, "do you remember me?" She said, "nope." I was working uphill. I offered to buy her a drink because I was late. I returned with the drink and we talked about a plethora of topics ranging from where we grew up (two towns apart from each other as it turns out), to what we do, to philosophizing on various subjects. We had two drinks at this location before moving on to the spot I had planned.<br />
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<b>Second Location</b> - However, upon arrival at the place, the line was terribly long. I suggested we have a drink at the bar across the way. She complied.<br />
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<b>Third Location</b> - We get in and order up a couple of Guiness. I think at one point I use my patented "sorry, I wasn't listening to you. I was staring at your legs" (she was wearing a short-short skirt and had on tights. Her legs looked good). It fell <u>flat</u>. This was going nowhere fast and every time I attempted kino, she was slightly put-off. Eventually she goes to the bathroom. When she comes back she says, "this isn't going to work." I say, "huh?" She says, "well, what do you think? Do you think this is working? I don't like waiting in lines." I have no idea what this is so I go, "whoa, whoa, whoa. What did you think was going on here? We're just two people having drinks. Nothing else." She seems satisfied with this and is intimating that she wants to go. I tell her, "Well, seeing as how I bought the last round of drinks, as far as I see it, you owe me a drink." Lol, she says, "you're right, I'll get you one." She orders it. I say, "you can have one too." She orders two.<br />
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<b>The Bounce</b> We sit there drinking these beers, and honestly I feel a weight lifted off my shoulders. I wasn't interesting in this girl that much anyway, and now that we're just hanging out, I feel downright giddy. So, we're talking and I am still initiating kino (which she is not totally compliant with). I send out a couple of texts and arrange to meetup with some other PUAs at other locations. I tell her where I am going and she says "oh, I like that bar." I tell her she can come too. She's non-commital but walks out with me. She says she's going to stop at a hotel and get a cab. I tell her it's fine and that I have to get my car. She starts walking with me and we walk for two or three blocks together. I have no idea what's going on. Eventually, we get to a corner and she says, "here's a cab." I tell her, "you should take it," and keep walking. She stops and says, "okay, I'm taking this cab...." Without turning around, I say "see ya."<br />
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lol, ok, so I was kind of a dick towards the end but I was honestly sick of her shit. She was playing games with me and I was not having it. At one point she let slip that she is currently living with her ex-boyfriend, does not bring people home, and has no plans of moving out. Dealbreaker as far as I'm concerned.<br />
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I think if I pushed the matter I could have gotten her to hang out more, but again, I was sick of this chick. The girl I made out with on Halloween was cute, loose (I mean body-language-wise, not morally), care-free and interesting. This girl was snobbish, a braggart and aloof. Maybe if I had gotten her more drunk it would have been better, but I could see there was no future there (which may have been what turned her off in the first place).<br />
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Later on I met up with a guy from the community and had a great time picking up this other chick. So the night wasn't a total waste.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-64410086970250195822011-11-11T11:03:00.000-08:002011-11-11T11:03:39.092-08:0011/10/11 Day 2The FR that led to this day 2 is <a href="http://www.reddit.com/r/seduction/comments/m6h1n/fr_i_cant_turn_it_off/">here</a>. In between there was some texting. She texted me the next day saying "totally forgot, but I have class until 9p on Thursday." I tell her to get her homework done early so we can go out after. She agrees, but on Thursday tries to flake, saying she has to work early Friday and asks if we can go out Sunday. I tell her "mebbe, but Sunday's no good." She replies back something, I call her naughty, she tells me it's on for tonight. Some logistical texts follow, and I tell her to meet me at a club at 10:30. Throughout the night she's asking me what to wear, where the place is, etc. Frankly, I thought she was a little crazy, but w/e.<br />
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Get there at 10:30 and order a drink. Wait around. She texts me, says she's there. I tell her where I am. She comes back and we hug. I tell her she looks good. I tell her to get a drink. We talk at the bar for a while. She's a close talker and pulls me in when she says something. It makes kino very easy. She is very sensual and it turns me on in a big way. I tell her. I also make sure to push-pull, ramp attraction, and generally be a PUA (in control of the situation, leading frame, etc.). For those of you guys wondering, I made her get her own drinks, but ended up buying her one towards the end of the night (after the k-close I think).<br />
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My biggest mistake of the night was not going in for the kiss close early. It took me a good hour before I just said "fuck it" and went in there. I really need to work on having balls and going in for the kiss close.<br />
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One of the funniest moments of the night was when I went to the bathroom and came back to find her talking to a guy. "He says he's a motivational speaker!" she says. I look the guy in the eyes. "that's great," I say. I smile. She's asking him questions, but I can tell he's getting uncomfortable. I just give him value and say, "awesome," whenever he says something. Then, when I'm finished, I open my gal and close off my body language. He gets the picture and ditches. I think he was a community guy, so if you were at Myth last night, let me know.<br />
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Anyway, we head out to a divey type bar. Then we get something to eat. Then we're in her car and I have her drive to my place (where I have a garden-type area in the back). I take her back there. We're both tired at this point (excuses, I know), so nothing really happens. We just sit back there and chill a bit. Then I have her drive me back to my car. I get out. She says, "you know, I won't bite," so I go back in and kiss her a bit. Then I get in my car and drive away.<br />
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Later that night I texted her, "we should do that again sometime, but with more sex ;)" No response. heh, we shall see.Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-66838394065344496862011-11-08T00:29:00.000-08:002011-11-08T00:29:04.924-08:00Gaming is Not Just About WomenSomething to remember is that pickup is not just about picking up women. It is about improving lives. If we were all high quality men, we would be surrounded by women and have our pick. Sure, there is something to be said for knowing the basics of how to talk to a girl, but beyond that it is simply living an exciting, social life.<br />
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A lot of the principles we learn on the road to PUA come in handy down the line. Giving value to others will make you a popular person with many friends. Being a man of your word will earn you the respect of others. Making your body more attractive via the gym will make you feel better and give you more energy. Living an exciting life is its own reward.<br />
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We should remember things we can do every day to keep us in "state." By "state," I mean that feeling you have when you are on top of the world. Feeling accomplished. Below is a list of a few things that, for me, keep me well-rounded and happy. If I miss one of these, I end up feeling worse. They are things I do every day that make me feel good about myself. You should have your own.<br />
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<ol><li>Do something active (like working out)</li>
<li>Do what I had planned to do that day (no laziness/putting it off)</li>
<li>Make plans for the next day, possibly the week</li>
<li>Clean up after myself (e.g., dishes, taking out trash, etc.)</li>
<li>Help someone/talk to someone.</li>
<li>Get off the internet.</li>
</ol><div>Those are mine. When I accomplish all six, I feel good about myself. If I don't, it tends to snowball and I end up feeling worse down the line. I basically try to improve everyday. </div>Unknownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12987021909703819053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8545778794722099951.post-30564768407761701572011-11-05T12:25:00.000-07:002011-11-05T12:25:09.209-07:00[FR] 10/4/11 -- Escalate!Just got back from a road trip yesterday. On the trip, there was this cute court reporter. We had some rapport and I was talking to her. She lives six hours away, but we were flirting and I should've just gone for the number. It doesn't matter that I live far away. I could've had her number, built some rapport, then called her next time I was in town for a possible hookup. Two lessons: ABG and ABC. I am succeeding at the first, need to work more on the second. <br />
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<b>Set 1 -- The Bartender: </b>I got off of work late last night. Didn't feel like going out, but didn't feel like going home either. I hit the local dive bar. Ordering my drink, a bartender who opened me a couple of nights ago comes up. "Why do you look familiar," she says to me. I tell her she bummed a cigarette from me. We talk a bit about nonsense and she says, "my husband." I joke some more with her (she was saying how he steals the cigarettes she hides, I say she's not very good at hiding them), but leave it alone. Her sister is also a bartender and cute, so I flirt with her a bit, but it's hard.<br />
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<b>Set 2 -- The Bitchy Girls: </b>Outside smoking, some girl comes up. "Is this the ashtray," she says. I say, "see the cigarette on the side?" She says something (I was trying to be CF, but may have missed) and walks inside. Inside they are ordering drinks next to my spot at the bar. They are a threeset. Bartender tells them Kettle One is same price as well and the girl's face lights up. I say, "That's so cute how your face lights up. You're so excited. You just made my night." I'm trying to enter the group, but it's hard. They are closed off, in a cliquey type thing, and move off to sit right behind me. All terrible logistics, so I leave it. However, I do get from them that they are on a bar crawl for some kickball thing.<br />
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<b>Set 3 -- The Good One: </b>Some gal comes in and orders a drink one seat over from me. I say something, don't know what, that gets her to sit. We start talking and get into the topic of cheers'ing. I think I tell her that cheersing with water is bad luck. She says it's bad luck not to cheers with eye contact. I tell her that we'll cheers when she gets her drink. She does and we go to cheers (over the seat between us). She spills her drink all over the seat in between and breaks eye contact. I give her shit and told her she broke eye-contact. She says we'll cheers again after she cleans it up. I say, "that's nice of you to clean up. I respect that." We cheers again, this time with eye contact. I make some small-talk rapport-building stuff. We're talking mostly standard stuff (where you from, etc), but the convo is interesting. Eventually, we are joined by her three friends (two guys and one girl). Apparently they are all from the kickball thing. It's now a group, so I am talking to everyone. It's fun because I am almost immediately accepted into the group (started talking to the guy closest to me as soon as they walk in) and they stop and listen when I talk. It's amazing how much I've improved in Social Game. However, my logistics get all fucked up by the external interrupt, I'm out of money, and I have to go pee. I pee, then head to the bank without so much as a goodbye. That was definitely beta and bad behavior. I should have walked up to the gal I was talking to, said, "listen, I have to go, but I like you and find you really interesting. Let me get your number so we can hang out." I did not. But it's OK! An AFC makes excuses for why something didn't happen, a player says, "what could I have done better?<br />
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<b>Interlude:</b> Go to the bank, then head to a game store where some of my friends are. Talk to them, grab one and head back to the bar with an eye towards reopening the set. However, I have a travel bag with me and they won't let me in. We head to the bar across the street where I know everyone. Head to the bar in the back. Bullshit with the bartender who gives us a deal on the drinks, head to the back and grab a table at the patio. There was a guy there, but we talk to him and he eventually abandons the table. One thing to know is that my friend is total AFC and a bit of a dick. He tells me he's listening to Alpha tapes or something, so I tell him about the natural progression of Choad->Asshole->Alpha Male. He seems disinterested and skeptical. Enter set 4.<br />
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<b>Set 4 -- The Kuwaiti: </b> We're sitting talking and this beautiful girl comes up and asks for a light. See a couple posts back how this is a HUGE IOI. I give her shit. I say that I have matches and she can only use ONE, but if she blows it, I won't give her another one. Some more shittalk and she goes to light it. She does and I say, "now you have to light mine." I can't tell you how well I started this set. After both cigarettes are lit, she walks to the other side of our table, sits and says, "now I'm going to sit down." OK. She's with a friend who is doing a little bit of cockblocking. Unfortunate for me, my wing has no idea what is going on and does not disarm the obstacle. No excuses, I do it and she eventually bounces, leaving the Kuawait. Another friend of mine comes over and we are now three dudes and one girl sitting at a table. <br />
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Here I made some basic mistakes. One was that the girl was across from me. We are vibing, but I should have gone closer. For instance, when my friend entered the set, I should have offered my seat and moved closer to the babe. The set ultimately failed because I did not do this and thus could not escalate. It was too bad too, because she was a really cool and cute girl whom I would've like to got to know. Another mistake was not listening as much as I should and is something I definitely have to work on.<br />
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The set went well for a while. I am managing external factors, keeping her entertained and my friends are having a good time too, I think. I am making everyone happy (or trying). At one point the cockblock comes back and says, "we're leaving." This is where I get Kuwaiti girl's number, but by now it was too late. <br />
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One more note about this night, and it is talking to everyone. By talking to the bartenders in set one, I immediately got into state from being in a low state. It carried me to the next set, and that set carried me into the next. I felt sociable and it showed. People wanted to be around me. They could see that I was a valuable male. Remember to talk to everyone, playa.<br />
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<b>Some lessons:</b> <br />
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<ul><li>ABC. It's easy to say, but it means to ESCALATE. I have GOT to work more on this. It also means to follow your gut. Which leads to:</li>
<li>Follow your gut. I heard that, when you think you should kiss a girl (i.e., you start thinking about it), then it's time to kiss the girl. Something about our reptilian brains picking up the girl's pheromones of her thinking about us in a sexual way. Sounds new-agey, but I believe it's right. If it's too hippy for you, remember this: follow your gut. e.g., the girl from earlier in the day. There was a point when I thought, "I should get her number." She was probably thinking, "he should ask for my number." By not asking, I am being the opposite of a value-giver and make her doubt herself. Which leads to...</li>
<li>Get the number. Never leave a set with a girl your interested in still in it without having gotten a way to continue the conversation. You are doing yourself a disservice. It takes energy and time to open a set, talk to them, create value, and keep them entertained. Getting contact info is the reward for your investment. Later, you invest more and get better rewards.</li>
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