It's been a while since I last posted, so a quick update and an empty promise to update again in the vague future.
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.
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.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
A word on canned material
I 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.
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.
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.
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BONUS: FR from 3/23/12
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.
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.
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.
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.
Oh. And later in the night I got into a fight :)
Peace!
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.
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.
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BONUS: FR from 3/23/12
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.
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.
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.
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.
Oh. And later in the night I got into a fight :)
Peace!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
3/22/12 Musings
I'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:
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.
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.
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.
I'll keep you guys up to date. In the meantime, here's a mini FR from last night.
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.
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.
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.
Play on, playas :)
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.
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.
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.
I'll keep you guys up to date. In the meantime, here's a mini FR from last night.
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.
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.
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.
Play on, playas :)
Saturday, March 3, 2012
3/2/12 [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.
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.
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."
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."
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.
Couple of other things about the night.
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.
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."
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."
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.
Couple of other things about the night.
- 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.
- 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!"
- SF is such a fucking HOUSE of beautiful women.
- 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.
- Doing the walk of shame at 7 a.m. on a Saturday is somehow less painful.
- They're always skinnier at the bar.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Let the River Take You
This 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.
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.
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.
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.
Pros: Bouncing the girls around, some solid deep rapport to hook the girl, got the number close, defeated obstacles.
Cons: Should be escalating more.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Pros: Bouncing the girls around, some solid deep rapport to hook the girl, got the number close, defeated obstacles.
Cons: Should be escalating more.
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.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
2/23/12 Update
So 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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Weekend Report
Had 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.
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.
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.
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."
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.
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.
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.
Keep playin' playas.
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.
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.
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."
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.
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.
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.
Keep playin' playas.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Quick Update with mini FR
Have 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.
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.
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.
Second Story: On the Importance of talking to EVERYBODY: 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.
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.
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.
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.
Second Story: On the Importance of talking to EVERYBODY: 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.
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.
Monday, January 9, 2012
My Current Harem
Lest ye think I am doing this blog for show, I just wanted to go through my current harem.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Friday, January 6, 2012
My Bout With Oneitis
This past week was Christmas and I was home for Christmas. Currently I live 3,000 miles away and do not see my family enough.
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.
Because we were together six years, she was a big part of my life. We did everything 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.
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.
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.
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.
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...."
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.
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.
Because we were together six years, she was a big part of my life. We did everything 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.
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.
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.
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.
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...."
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.
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