Day 86/360: I’m in LA Bitch

Nomad drives my lazy ass back to LA. So long Las Vegas, I’ll be back!

I sleep the whole way because I’m a bastard.

Drew, Turbo, Dylan, Mr. S, Nomad, and I exchange adventures this past week.

I drop off Drew at 12:30 a.m. I haven’t showered since yesterday and didn’t brush my teeth since my nap in Nomad’s car, but it’s late so I go directly to the rocker club, solo.

I see two regulars there and we hug. They immediately turn their attention back to each other so I leave them.

I see a girl sitting by herself. Horse girl standing up. Midway through I move her purse and sit next to her. Shedding cat, smart tests. I tell her I’m from New York, but she says that this is not the place to socialize. I tell her I’m here because I didn’t want to be at home and wanted to listen to some music, because in New York it’s all hip hop all the time. I get the logistics: she walked over from her friend’s place. We continue chatting. A few minutes later her “friend” arrives and she holds his hand. I guess he’s more than a friend. I befriend him, and playfully tell him I’m going to crash on his couch since he lives within walking distance of this place. I leave.

I see a girl standing by herself. Horse girl. She says she loves animals, she’s a vegetarian. I tell her I’m raw vegan. We build rapport. Two of her friends come by and say, “No boys!” I scold her, “No boys!” She apologizes. I tell her it’s cool, we can’t chat today so we’ll chat tomorrow. I get her number.

Creative avoidance kicks in and suddenly there are no hot girls around. I listen to the band play two songs before I stop lying to myself.

I see a blonde, a black girl, and some dude chatting. The blonde looks bored. I save her of her boredom. Horse girl, smart tests. She laughs about the smart test, saying everyone knows the answer. I use this opportunity to vibe with the group, asking each person what four times four was. The black girl took a few seconds before she answered. Then I challenged the guy, but when he said sixteen I accused him of cheating, haha. The guy and the black girl leave. I feel attraction’s pretty high so I stop the attraction material and start building rapport. She’s vegetarian as well, so we vibe about that. She seems concerned about her friends so I call her a den mother, looking after her chicklets. I get her number. I cold read that she’s a teacher, but she’s still in college. Her friends return and ask where the afterparty’s at. I tell them I’m having one, and I’ll text her the address when I figure it out, but I need to meet up with my friends first.

I leave them and text the house that I’m bringing girls back. Nomad tells me his dick is ready. I go back to the girls and tell them I’m heading there now and they can follow me. The black girl says she’s going to drink first, so I text the blonde the address, then leave.

I drive back to the house and wonder if I should have stayed to make sure they come. A few minutes later the blonde calls me and tells me they are heading over. I put on cologne, chew some gum, I put on music, turn on the fire pit, and tell Nomad to put on his pants. Moments later the girls arrive. I greet them at the back and give them a tour of the house. They love the bean bag chair of course. I make them drinks, then we go to the fire pit. At first I sit with the two girls to either side of me, each of us in separate chairs. I’m bonding with the black chick about snowboarding, then tell the blonde I feel she’s getting lonely so I sit on her chair and put my arm around her. I entertain both girls with stories and conversation while waiting for Nomad to put on his pants.

Finally Nomad arrives. He quickly figures out the black chick plays guitar and pulls her into his room to play him some guitar. I chat with the blonde and as she’s passionately telling me about how much she loves animals, we kiss. I tell her I like how she’s so passionate about this, not too many people in LA have passions. We continue chatting some more and kiss again. There’s a lull in the conversation and she asks where the black chick is. I tell her she’s playing guitar for Nomad, to which she replies, “Oh, okay.”

I ask, “So you’ve never snowboarded before?” She hasn’t. I pull her into my room and tell her I’m going to give her her first lesson. I show her my board and have her stand on it, rocking her body to lift the board. Afterward she leaves to look for the black chick. In the future I will use the opportunity to push the girl on the bed.

The blonde goes into Nomad’s room. We show them Nomad’s wall of photos. The girls are together now and I sense their buying temperature dropping. I go to the living room, collect the lovesac balls, and throw them at the girls. The blonde isn’t really into it but the black girl is. The black girl gets so into it she pegs the blonde in the eye. Nomad senses that the blonde is losing interest so he announces that he’s teaming up with the blonde against me and the black chick. Now the blonde is more into it.

We throw the balls around until the blonde runs out of the room. I go out and find her on the bean bag. I toss two balls at her and jump her. We make out, I go for her boobs but she pushes my hand away — right between her legs. I start playing with her pussy but she pegs my head with the balls. I don’t finger her because I’m retarded.

She gets up and goes back to Nomad’s room. We all mess around a little until the girls say they need to smoke as an excuse to leave. We chat some more in the living room. They start dressing and putting on their boots. I pull the blonde into Nomad’s room, yank her hair back, and make out with her again. I stop and tell her that’s all she gets.

The black girl volunteers her number to Nomad. The girls head out the door. The blonde asks, “Aren’t you going to walk us out?” I walk her out, then pull her hair and make out with her once more at the door.

Nomad and I discuss tonight and how we could have fucked the girls. We conclude that Nomad should have gotten to know the blonde better before isolating the black girl to his room, so that the blonde didn’t feel like some stranger just abducted her friend.

I’m happy that, despite looking and smelling like shit, I managed to get two girls back to the house. I also worried about how the girls would perceive the house, since they are the only girls there — tonight proves that that’s a bullshit limiting belief. We didn’t fuck the girls, but I have a feeling we’ll be seeing them again.