Showing posts with label dating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dating. Show all posts

Sunday, April 22, 2012

4/21/12 Ruminations

There 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.

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.

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).

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.

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.

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?!"

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.

Finally, I've been clawing my way out of the friendzone with this one girl.  Update/tips for that to come.

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.

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.