Day 13/360 – Injured foot

The past two days my foot has been in pain. Today was worse than yesterday, though it was fine this morning. So I went to the mall with Nomad.

I saw a girl looking at fruit, horse girl, whatever song. Not her, creatively eject.

I saw a girl looking down, texting. Sat next to her, horse girl. She’s really young. I decide to finish anyway. Midway through her friend sits down and agrees with me, that she’s totally the horse girl. Too young, I eject.

I was looking at four leaf clover seeds. A sales girl asked if she could help me, I challenged whether they actually grew four leave clovers. We chatted a little, until she had to help an actual paying customer.

Girl was on the phone, really hot. Horse girl, midway she interrupts me and says she’s on the phone, walks away. It turns out Nomad had already opened her with horse girl, haha. She was too hot to pass up, though.

Another one Nomad already opened, though we used a different opener. Really tall blonde with a really young face. Horse girl, it’s not her, she walks out of the coffee shop. On her way out Nomad hears her shout, “What is wrong with people?”

I creatively avoided a lot of girls I should have talked to. I had really delicious Chinese mall food, though.

I took a nap. All that walking and talking wiped me out. I woke up to an aching foot. Still, I had to go out.

We couldn’t get into many of the places we wanted to, so we wound up going back to the tourist club. There was nothing there, except for five girls. Horse girl to one of them. I told the story to whoever was looking at me. Whatever song, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, blender routine. She started laughing, walked to her friend and probably told her what I just said. I turned my attention to another girl in the group, chatting with her. I tried to get their numbers but no dice. Nomad and I weren’t getting much out of them, so we left.

Another bar. Three girls, one guy. Horse girl to group, the rest of the group left us alone. Whatever song, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. Her friends came back, but I still directed my attention to her. Eventually they pulled her away to dance, but not before I got her number.

A girl was walking down the street with two friends behind her, I shoved Nomad out of the way, Rodman, horse girl. Once I was done, her friends continued on, all three left. Sorry Nomad, hos before bros!

We went to a college dive bar, some girl Dylan opened on Monday remembered me and opened me with, “Nice shoes, you weirdo!” I acted all pissed and said it’s so mean, which they cracked up to. I went for a hug, which she initially tried to stop, but I overpowered her, haha. She wasn’t hot though, didn’t want to really chat with her.

Nomad was talking to two girls, so I went into wing him. I chatted with the friend a little, then when fries arrived I took some. The girl freaked out. I acted like it was no big deal, and went for the fries again. She told me to get lost. Sorry Nomad.

Our state was pretty low after that. We went to another bar. Nomad spotted a girl at the corner of the bar, I opened her with horse girl, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She said she wasn’t all of those, so I asked her what her best quality was. She said her sense of humor. She asked me mine, I said my flaming personality. She then asked what I was doing talking to her, I said I was socializing. Recruited her to be my tour guide, talked about how I’m from New York. Conversation was drying up, so I ran 8 girlfriends. She did not accept it. She was friends with the bartender, so when she came by I started complimenting her and befriending her. I really had nothing to say to the girl, except I knew she was a floater but I couldn’t kino for shit. Eventually we made plans to go for tea. I got her number. We left.

For day game I am still uncomfortable, and need to push my stack more. For night game I need to be more physical with the girls, and also acknowledge the friends. Also I need to take care of my foot better, limping around is not fun.