Day 82/360: Vegas is Dead

Driver (formerly known as The Brain) and I walk the strip and hit some malls. It’s hot and I’m wearing all black. Why couldn’t Brad give me an all-white sexy stereotype?

I see a girl eating at a pizzeria, sitting down. I stand next to her, horse girl. Mid-horse-girl I pull the chair around and sit next to her. Smart tests, she fails. Tour guide. I get her number and call to verify. I eject. Why?

I see a girl by herself in a store. Sex last week. She laughs but her boyfriend joins immediately. I apologize and leave.

A girl is coming down the escalator. Horse girl, it isn’t her, she walks away.

Three girls at a store. Horse girl, they’re weirded out. I ask what her name is, she says “Horse Girl”. I play with it a little but wuss out and leave.

We walk down the strip. Driver opens three girls and I wing him. I concentrate on the hot one while Driver concentrates on another girl. The third girl is ignored so she pulls the other two away. I reopen and try to get the hot girl’s number but am turned down.

We walk a long ass time and there’s nothing. Or we’re being creative. I felt a lot of approach anxiety in the mall when I was alone.

Nomad gets off work and joins us.

I’m so sleepy. I see a girl go into a store. Halfway during the approach I stop to recuperate energy. I go in, horse girl. I continue talking until she goes up the escalator. I follow her up the escalator but it’s clear she’s trying to leave so I let her go.

A group of cute girls are on the check-in line. One gets off the line to the store. I go in and ask if she likes horses. She ignores me and walks to the checkout line. Nomad continues running horse girl on her, with zero feedback. He then tells her he understands that she’s really anti-social and feels sorry for her. She leaves after paying.

Our sleepy vibe overpowers Nomad and we all go back to the hotel for a nap before hitting the casinos again.

I feel approach anxiety again. I know what to do but it’s taking me some time to get over it.

A group of four older ladies. Oprah. They all give feedback. Driver wings me. We chat for a while but I’m not into them so I’m just teasing everyone. Eventually they want to get back together to chat so they evict us.

Nomad points out two girls and a guy. I go in with Oprah. The guy asks if I read The Game. I said yes, but a long time ago. I continue, but he laughs by himself. He repeatedly talks about The Game but I mock him for getting so excited and cut him off whenever he’s talking too much, to always be the center of attention. I touch one of the girls, who seems into me. I run smart tests, smart/hot/rich on her. She loves it. A second guy joins and I befriend him. I scope out logistics but fail. They are heading to Tryst so I go for her number with the one night stand routine. She quizzes me her name, but I guess incorrectly twice and she blows me off. I leave. I should have played with that question. Better answers would have been: “Sorry lady, I can’t remember the name of every girl who hits on me”, “Bob? Sam? Shakakahn?”, or anything other than jumping through her hoop. But I did take over the group.

I horse girl a girl outside the bathroom. It’s not her, she leaves.

I horse girl a girl walking to the bathroom. Not her, she leaves.

A hot tall girl walks past me. I catch up to her, horse girl. As soon as I tell her she looks like the weird horse girl, she talks back to a bunch of guys and tell them something. The guys look at me as I walk past them. I tell Nomad and Driver I’m going to get my ass kicked.

We leave to another casino because we’ve talked to every girl here.

I see a girl sitting by herself at the bar. Horse girl. When I go for the hug she rejects me and tells me to leave. I comply.

I horse girl a white girl with a black girl. Nomad wings me. The white girl loves me but suddenly leaves to get into a party so we both chat with the black girl. Nomad gets her number. The white girl comes back and no longer loves me. Instead she takes the black girl away.

We have been doing a lot of approaches but nothing has been sticking. Tomorrow we’re going to try amping up our sexuality, both verbally and physically. Girls are here to fuck, not to get relationships. Fuck comfort. Also we need to be more persistent and stop giving up so quickly.