Day 41/360: Solo at Loud Club

Hung out with Drew and Dylan most of the day. Dylan and Drew got free sushi while I got free tea, since I don’t eat sushi anymore. We went to a clothing store near the house. Bargained a nice jacket from $98 to $45.

As with every new toy, I field tested it immediately. Went solo to a loud club. Walked over a mile there, which saved me gas but wasn’t very pleasant. Still, exercise is good for me.

Stood near the dance floor. Some guy asked me if I played bass. I repeated his question, and he said yeah, that’s what he asked. I said no, unless you count Guitar Hero. He said I looked really cool and thought I must be a musician, because he’s building a band. I guess the jacket’s working.

Went to the dance floor, dance by myself a little. Girls kept dancing closer and closer to me, but I have no idea what to do on the dance floor, so I kept dancing by myself. I guess the jacket and what I call dancing are working.

105. B: Saw a blonde walking by herself. I said, “Hey,” to which she retorted, “We didn’t have sex.”

This afternoon I heard an interview Brad gave, where he said he never really feared blowouts; instead he feared the way blowouts would affect his brain chemistry. That was why when Brad was blown out, he would immediately talk to a girl to the left, to avoid the blowout from forming negative thoughts by dwelling on it. I thought to myself, “Must approach to improve brain chemistry!” so I looked for another girl to approach immediately.

106. B: Saw a blonde sitting by herself. Sat next to her, sex last week. Couldn’t hear me. You and me, last week, did we fuck? Very drunk. She said no. Cat routine, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. It was difficult for her to hear me, and I was quickly becoming the creepy guy who sat next to her and is leaning in to talk to her (because she has been leaning the other way the whole time). 8 girlfriends. “How about you go away?” Hmm, okay, how about number 6? “No, please go away.” You drive a hard bargain. Number 3. “Seriously, go away.” Nah, I like this sofa. This is my sofa. She whispered to the guy at the other sofa. I decided she’s probably not going to leave, and the other guy’s probably going to kick my ass or call security soon. I left.

107. C>5: Saw four tall blondes at the bar. Went to the hottest one, sex last week. She forgave me for not calling last week. Cat routine, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, 8 girlfriends. She agrees to be my 9th girlfriend. I put my arm around her and introduced her as my 9th girlfriend to her friends. Brain fart, forgot the rest of my routines. Talked about snowboarding and other stuff. Started talking to her chubby friend a little, to befriend her. My girl excused herself to talk to the other two friends while I chatted with the chubby friend. After a few minutes they all went to the bathroom. What I did wrong: I should have continued with the routines and escalated more. I didn’t go farther than her shoulder and putting my arm around her shoulders. Blah.

Some Asian chick give me the hard eye while I passed her. Too bad she was dancing with some dude.

108. B: Saw another blonde walking alone. “Hey, this is kind of embarrassing,” I started, when she retorted, “No, we did not have sex last week.” Hmm, I guess I must have opened a lot of girls last week with this!

I was more amused than upset at my last blowout. I left the venue happy. I didn’t feel like I could do much better there, since there are virtually no places for me to talk and have girls hear me.

I walked the long way back home, hoping for some street game. Nothing. Oh well.

Interesting night. I got a nice jacket for pretty cheap, which seems to attract good attention. I made some progress toward being a promoter, talking to the door guy. I went solo to a loud club, which I generally don’t do well in. I got one girl attracted but lost it. My fault. One girl had to try really hard to get me to leave. Two girls recognized me from last week, haha. I’m becoming notorious!

B: 3
C>5: 1