Day 85/360: Vegas — Neediness Kills

Nomad, Driver, and I ride the New York, New York roller coaster. I haven’t ridden one in years, but I still didn’t fear the zero gravity feeling. We play Time Crisis 3 until we’re out of quarters. Damn terrorists.

Driver and I go for the seafood buffet at the Rio. It is expensive but delicious. God made crabs delicious so I can enjoy them.

We go to Old Vegas. The demographic is much less glamorous and snobby than New Vegas. In other words the girls aren’t hot. Nomad and Driver play craps. I don’t gamble so I go back to the hotel.

On my way back an Asian chick and I stare at each other as she passes me. I continue looking at her back as she turns her head around to get another look. Of course I don’t do anything, I’m a pussy.

I arrive at the hotel and refresh myself in preparation of going solo.

Approach anxiety takes over for a few minutes. I force myself to warm up.

I see an Indian chick standing by herself. Horse girl, it wasn’t her. Eject.

I see three girls standing around. Horse girl to the group. The girl gets offended but her friends are on my side, explaining that she looked like my friend, she doesn’t look like a horse. I mock her for having a blue tongue and I recommend they go to Chippendale’s or Thunder from Down Under while their husbands are lost. I eject.

Nomad and Driver arrive. Nomad goes off to have phone sex, so Driver and I do some approaches.

I see a girl sitting by herself in the casino. Horse girl. I notice her face looks like cracked paint and she has needle marks on her arm. I ask where she flew in from, she says Pennsylvania. I tell her I’m from New York and I say it’s nice to meet an East coast person. She then tells me she moved here and bought a house seven months ago. The inconsistency in her story convinces me that she’s a ho. Eject.

I jump in front of five girls and horse girl them. Two continue walking but three are engaged by my sexiness. Eventually the girl fesses up — she no speaky English. One by one they leave.

I open a blonde in a white dress from behind, just as she’s trying to pick up a client. She tells me to fuck off.

I horse girl two walking girls. I walk between them and continue talking for a while, but they aren’t stopping so I give them up. I should have tried to stop them at some point.

I see a hot girl with a chubby girl sitting down at a table. I sit next to the blonde and deliver horse girl to them both. They love it. Driver arrives and chats up the chub. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She’s smart, hot, and rich, so I tell her maybe we can hang out a little longer. Psychic routine, she’s from Ohio. Close enough. Reckon/yonder, eat shit. A friend arrives. I try to befriend her but she leaves immediately. A whole group of their friends are waiting so they are social pressured to leave. I ask how good of a kisser Ohio girls are. She says they’re terrible. I go for a kiss, she avoids it and leaves. She was fun. I didn’t push the sexuality as much on this approach as I had the past two days.

I see a girl in a blue dress walk by by herself. I sit next to her, horse girl. I notice her engagement ring. Her husband/fiance arrives and gives her her drink. I introduce myself and tell him horse girl, then eject.

I look around but there’s a huge group of 8 ugly girls I don’t want to approach or some mixed groups. Creative avoidance!

I notice two girls being hit on by two black guys, a fat chick and a girl with wings on her back. The fat chick has a guy hugging her in a needy fashion, but she likes him so it works. The other guy’s chatting with the wing girl a little but he’s completely beta and talks to the fat chick rather than taking on wing girl. Eventually he does a weak attempt at touching her back but she leaves to flirt with the bartender. What does he do? He sits on her chair.

The bartender escalates well but when he goes for the kiss she dodges, which is odd because bartenders have high social value and he seems to have good physical escalation skills. She does a few false takeaways, always going back to the bartender. Each time he goes for a kiss but she pulls back. Finally she leaves to make sure her friend isn’t making out with the guy.

Since it’s now two girls and one guy, I decide to see how far I can get. Wing girl’s definitely horny from all the flirting so it should be interesting. Horse girl. She doesn’t want to pay attention so I change topics. She plays with my hair so I play with hers. I ask for her name but she doesn’t tell me, so I call her horse girl. I lean back and let her try to win me over, remembering how she does false takeaways. I’m a 10 and I know it. The guy tries to motorboat her friend so she drags her friend off. I befriend the guy and we team up and chase the girls.

At this point things go wrong. I became the chaser rather than the prize to be won over by her. Wing girl’s trying to get the guy away from her friend and I’m on his side, because I figure he can occupy the friends while I fuck wing girl. They go into the bathroom and we wait. The guy leaves because they take forever. Finally they come out and I intercept them. Now I’m just a stalker who waited outside the bathroom until they were done. They try to ditch me by walking around but I follow them, trying to engage them. They go to a bar and sit so I don’t follow them to their room. I try to engage them some more. I manage to talk to the friend a little but wing girl pushes me away a few times. I want to be persistent but my mind is racing because I’ve never been in this scenario before. I hesitate. Finally I realize I’m stalking them at this point. I accept it as a blowout and leave them.

Going solo I had some approach anxiety but I started warming up by myself. I notice my horse girl works well when I’m very animated but also very dominant, like a jester but one who is to be taken seriously. Being sexual leads to better interactions and more touching. Believing that I am a 10 who’s out to be impressed is very effective with my look. It is congruent because if I am not confident that I’m hot and that girls want me for sex, then I’m just a poser. I was very persistent tonight. Though I failed to get the girl, the persistence is good for my game. If only she wasn’t cockblocking for her friend.