I woke up at Jessica and Ying’s apartment, my dad calling me back home to light incense for my grandmother. I showered and Edmond and I took public transportation home, to make sure we can find our way back.
I ate a bag of veggies and a few bananas for breakfast. Everyone was shocked.
I went with my Uncle 2 and Edmond to a mall. We bought some food and went back. Uncle 2 wanted us to go hang out at the mall and take the food back, but I couldn’t let a seventy-year-old man take all those groceries back by himself.
We got back home and my dad joined Edmond and me to meet with Jessica. We went to a trendier mall. I bought a pair of jeans, a necklace, and a keychain with an extra set of keys. I also helped dress Edmond up and made him wear clothes he was uncomfortable with, to expand his comfort zone. He bought some clothes that made him look good.
My dad was under the impression that Jessica and I were bad influences on Edmond, teaching him something that will cause him to spend more money at a time when he needs to be more frugal because of family finances. I discussed this with Jessica and we agree that knowledge is generally a good thing, and that keeping a person ignorant innocent does long term damage.
Met Jessica and Ying’s sister and mother. We had a big dinner but I insisted on eating only vegetables. Today I insisted on going back to my raw vegan diet.
We went to Stanley, HK. There were a lot of merchandise I associate with Chinatown there. We also visited a museum that was physically moved from another location. The building was three stories tall, I don’t know how they did it.
I went with Jessica and Ying to Lady Street, talking about her son and other family matters. I bought a chain that looks very similar to my existing one but the links are rectangles rather than ovals, giving it an edgier look.
We went to a dessert place and I ate a bowl of fruit. We discussed how Edmond is as innocent as I was three years ago. I was surprised that Jessica and Ying both think that it would be beneficial for Edmond to be more like me in the future.
Went shopping. I bought a shirt. I saw a pair of jeans but they cost $4k HKD. Edmond bought two shirts and a pair of jeans. I gave him fashion advice, getting him a nice pair of jeans with a nice belt. We couldn’t get him a pair of sneakers to go with the jeans, though.
We went to LKF again. There were less people than yesterday. I finally went to one bar with a lot of white girls.
Saw a girl with a crown. I asked what it was about. It’s someone’s birthday.
Girl sitting down next to a friend. Do you know this girl? Horse girl, it wasn’t her. What’s with the costumes? She already told me she doesn’t know me, doesn’t know why we’re still talking. She walks away.
Dance to get into state.
Complimented a girl on her earrings, high five, continued walking.
Brunette. Horse girl. She laughed, forgave me. Logistics. She’s getting a drink and walks away.
Girl at the bar, horse girl, laughed, walked away.
Girl standing outside by herself. Horse girl. Laughs but it’s not her. Too scared to continue so I leave.
Girl walks through crowd. I stop her, horse girl. She forgives me. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She thinks she’s on a show. I absurdify and build rapport. She doesn’t give me anything. Kino kino. Blender. She laughs. Cotton candy to isolate. I take her hand and pull her to the door. As we get near there she pulls her hand off mine and introduces me to her boyfriend. I ask where we can get cotton candy. I eject.
See two tall dark skinned girls. Horse girl. Friend pulls her away.
Two girls at the top of the steps. Horse girl. They don’t buy it, says it’s a bad pickup line. Guy joins and tells me nice try. I leave.
I stop approaching and drink with my cousins instead.
I approached in Hong Kong! Now I need to do more. I think I’m rusty and in a foreign place with an audience. It’s awkward. I need to do more everyone loves everyone, have the get laid mentality, and be genuine. All things I’m sure will come as I get more comfortable.
Went to LKF. It was rainy. Made one approach, asked directions. She didn’t seem to speak English. Meh. Approach anxiety the rest of the night because I was with my cousins.
We went to Pawn. I chatted with Jessica about my life goals and how they are similar to my dad’s.
Woke up, drove Nomad to the airport. I wound up late for my date with Japanese girl.
As I waited for Japanese girl, I warmed up listening to some Brad P. stuff on the train, then made some approaches. Out of four, one could have made it past the opener but I didn’t continue because I was late for my date.
We went to Quintessence, a raw food restaurant. The food was good but we had to sit across from each other. While we were waiting I opened another girl waiting for her table, to show that I’m a social guy, and to share my identity.
After dinner I walk to a Blockbuster. I originally planned on having dessert but I was too full. I grabbed Taken, asked if she had watched it, and once she said no, I said, “Let’s watch it.” She agreed.
We take the train to her place and watch it. Throughout the night we hadn’t touched much. Old habits die hard. It was awkward to start touching during the movie. I sat in the middle of the couch while she sat on the other end, leaning against the arm. I was actually interested in the movie so I didn’t focus on her so much. I finished the movie and left. She was at the door, bouncy as usual.
I took the lead throughout the date, which was good. I should have focused on kino more. It’s weird that I can’t get over the old habits — my kino with new girls I approach is probably a lot better.
Woke up by the Ex for brunch. I ate a lot of cooked food, dairy products, and meat. Afterward I showered at the Ex’s place and met up with Nomad at Union Square. I get a wheatgrass shot to counteract brunch and a carrot juice. It starts raining so we go to the DSW.
I see a cute girl trying out heels. Horse girl. It’s not her. She’s laughing, but I see a woman standing right behind me, who I assume is the mom. I leave.
Nomad meets up with a girl for a date and I go home.
I sleep and wake up for Father’s Day dinner. I eat more cooked food.
I drive the Ex, who had come over for Father’s Day dinner, home, after picking up Nomad from the train station.
We go to W’s place to pick up Nomad’s new threads.
We go to the bar we went to two nights ago to pick up his jacket. Then we go to the bar next door to talk to a bartender who apparently makes awesome rings. I notice a girl eyeing Nomad as he’s talking to the bartender and tell him. He curses because his voice sounds like a frog. Nonetheless he opens. I stand around, dancing, ready to be pulled in. Nomad pulls me in. I stand to the other side of the obstacle to mini-isolate, but she doesn’t comply. She doesn’t know how to speak into my ear so most of the time I don’t hear what she has to say. Conversation gets dull so I leave.
I see two girls standing around. Horse girl. She laughs and we hug but there’s a guy right behind her as I have my hand on her back. Soon the girls leave into the guy’s arm.
I see a short girl looking at me across the bar so I horse girl her. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She has a boyfriend, 8 girlfriends. She walks away.
A photographer is snapping pictures. I ask if she’s being paid for this. She tells me about her job. We talk about photography a little as I kino her, but she tells me she’s got to work to make money and excuses herself.
I see a chubby girl standing by herself. You are awesome! I compliment her hair. She says she’s a hair stylist. Rapport. Nomad joins. I start chatting with Nomad instead, and she walks away.
A tall girl standing by the bar looks at me. From behind her I open, horse girl. Midway I adjust my angle so it’s more over the shoulder, to mirror her interest. I am talking into her ear but the angle is so wide I can’t see her reaction until she turns around with her drinks and she’s laughing. Still, she doesn’t stop as I keep talking and she sits with her friends.
I see a tall blonde walk by. I don’t open her. She sits with her friends. Later she gets her purse and walks out. I follow her. “This is kind of weird, but do you like horses?” “This is weirder!” and she hugs and makes out with who is presumably her boyfriend. I go back into the bar.
I see a girl standing around. Horse girl. She’s not into it. Some guy comes by and she stops talking to me.
We’re done with this place and leave. Nomad and I reminisce about how nice NYC is. I inform him that it’s only nice during the summer.
I go home and find out my grandmother’s in the hospital. Looks like my pink hair’s days are numbered.
Went to a Rock Band party. Socialized with the people there, showing off my presence. One girl in particular I’ve been eyeing for a while. Chatted with her a little, got her number. (“I don’t have Facebook anymore.”) Used the Ex for social proof.
Met up with Nomad at Lit Lounge. Opened a few sets. A girl kicks me. I tell her no kicking, chatted a little, then spanked her for kicking me. She slaps me. Fuck that. I leave and see Nomad. Apparently he already opened them, so I wing him a little. She said if I spank her again she’ll slap me again. I said, “You wish.” She slaps me again. Fuck it. I leave and walk around the bar a little. I wasn’t in the mood to be in the bar anymore so I tell Nomad I’m going out for some air and leave.
A few minutes later Nomad joins me. We are walking down the street when one of three Asian girls stares at me. I tap Nomad and we double back. Horse girl. She hates it and tells me to leave. Nomad starts being a dick to them and refusing to leave. I sit back and enjoy the show — it’s not often I see Nomad be a dick. Eventually he gets the girls to walk away from us. We later discuss that it was not a good move on our part to act like dicks. It’s good for our pride but that’s a passing feeling. We’d rather get laid with hurt pride.
We continue walking. A girl yells out, “Nice hair!” I go up to her, start complimenting her. I kino but don’t escalate much and don’t sexualize at all. I scope out logistics. She’s leaving tomorrow morning. Oh well. I get her e-mail because she took pictures of us, and I get her number with the yes ladder.
We come across a group of tourists. Nomad spits game as I become his audience member. Lately I’ve been doing that a lot, going up to girls with Nomad and being an audience member until the time is right. The tourists say they want to find places to go to. I point them to a place across the street and say there’s karaoke there. One girl jumps up and screams. I tell her to calm down, she probably just creamed her panties. They are put off by my comment. Blow me or blow me out. They thank us for the guidance and leave.
We go to KGB. First two girls, Nomad opens. I sit next to the girl who seems to be the obstacle, trying to engage her, but she’s only mildly interested and as soon as her sister calls to her, she turns around and backturns me. After a few minutes I stand back up to be reengaged with the group. I strike up some conversation with the obstacle but there’s no chemistry. She leaves to go to the bathroom so instead of sitting like a chump I find girls to open to create social proof.
I see two girls. They’re not that hot but they’ll do. I don’t want to be blown out so I use psychologist. The girls throw a bunch of tests at me, asking me how I can be shy with pink hair (“My friends told me to color it.”), if I always do what my friends tell me to do (“Yeah, they’re trying to help me out.”), I don’t seem shy (“I guess talking to strangers is working!”). They try to build rapport with me but soon they lose interest and block me out by chatting about people I don’t know. During this time the previous obstacle returns from the bathroom and both girls leave. Oh well. I continue chatting with the two pawns but they’re not interested in me, though I’m interested in them because of their strong frame and shit tests but I’m eventually bored and leave.
We go to Solas, per Martyr’s recommendation. Nomad goes in and starts dancing with five girls. I join. Nomad leaves. I leave. *shrug*
Nomad opens a girl by a table. A big guy goes in and chats with them. I consider winging him but Nomad’s got him eating out of his palm. The guy leaves. I go in. Nomad introduces the girl as his fiance. I tell her he’s a great catch, then introduce myself to the friend. I shove the target aside to pull a chair out so I can sit next to the obstacle. We chat a little, but she’s tired and conversation is boring. Nomad’s girl leaves so he tells me he’s done. I eject.
I see a girl dancing in a circle around another girl. I go to the center girl and, using a move I heard from Shiznites, put my finger on her head and make her spin. In my peripheral vision I see a guy watching me. After I’m done I don’t remember why but I leave. Probably because I was uncomfortable with physical game.
The guy I spotted earlier comes up to ask and asks, “You’re a PUA?” I give him a confused look and say, “Uh, yeah.” He says something to the effect of, “Awesome!” and fist bumps me. I walk the other way. Later I see him spin two girls as they pass him, as if to show off his massive skills. I didn’t see him do anything after that, though.
Nomad and I go upstairs. I see three girls discussing something. Do you know this girl? Horse girl. They don’t like it and leave.
Nomad’s throat is killing him so we take a cab home. Earlier in the night the Ex gave me indications that she wanted me to sleep over at her place, so I drove back out. I arrive but she’s sleepy and tells me I’m sleeping on the couch. Fuck that. I first sleep next to her, under the pretense that we’re chatting. Slowly I move next to her but eventually she falls asleep. Throughout the night she tells me that I need to sleep on the couch, seriously. I agree and change the topic each time.
I now think the Ex uses me for validation. The fact that I went to her place to sleep makes her still attractive in my eyes, but she’ll keep me away. No more validation.
Went to Park. They didn’t let me in because the door guy’s a douche. He said my jacket wasn’t “proper attire”. My old door guy wasn’t there. One of the other door guys recognized me but couldn’t get me in. Oh well.
We went to Brass Monkey. On my way in I sausage fested two girls. Nomad winged me. Human traffic got really bad and we were the bottleneck. Instead of pulling the girls aside and fucking them we left them.
We go to the rooftop. I see six girls in a big circle. Sausage fest. They’re from England and though they knew what a sausage fest was, they didn’t react. Oprah. Still not much. Nomad wings me. They tell me they’re a pop group from the UK and ask if we’re in a band. Rolling Stones. We get nothing out of them. We leave.
Shiznites, Bob, and I chill and chat about life. They leave early, unfortunately. I miss you guys!
I see Nomad talking to a guy and a girl. I wing him, trying to positioning myself so he can’t see his girl getting hit on. We relate about law school, the overcrowdedness, and other stuff. Eventually he and his girl leave.
I see two blondes and a brunette. Arms around the blondes, sausage-fest, smart tests. The blondes like me, the brunette hates me because I called her a little girl. I also called her a cross-dressing Thai boy. She doesn’t like me and I get blown out. I need to seduce girls rather than insult them for fun.
The Ex leaves.
We try to go to Plunge but we can’t go without collars. Oh well.
Two girls standing by themselves. Sausage-fest. It doesn’t make sense in the street, but whatever. Nomad wings me and isolates his girl. I touch my girl but the more I touch the more she moves away. I need to mirror her disinterest. Also, sausage-fest doesn’t work well on the streets, oddly.
Two other girls, Nomad opens, I wing. I cold read that she’s a librarian, or that she reads a lot of books, because she seems so shy. She’s a doctor, from Florida, here to have some fun. I bring up sexual topics and they both leave.
Two girls walking. Horse girl, Rodman. I block one girl but couldn’t block the other, so I lose both.
Six hot girls walk toward the subway. They walk right by me and I do nothing.
Nomad and I follow them down the subway. One of them went through the turnstile. Horse girl. She laughs but doesn’t forgive me. Her friend pulls her away.
We go to our platform. The girls follow us. One girl strays from the crowd and stands right next to Nomad and me. I say that that’s an approach invitation. We discuss which opener to use. Sex last week? Horse girl? Sexy shoe girl? Psychiatrist? Nomad says this conversation is pointless and turns around. I walk around to open her. Psychiatrist. She’s from Spain and very shy. I talk bullshit for a few minutes, then say I heard that Spanish girls are all very wild. She laughs. I keep adding sexuality but the train arrives and I let her go to her side of the train instead of taking her by the hand into the train and continuing to game her. Oh well. Nomad and I agree she looked like Jessica Alba. So hot.
A girl bounces between two seats before settling on one. I ask if she’s happy with her seat. She laughs and says yes. She’s from Germany. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She laughs but it’s her stop so she leaves.
The earlier parts of the night, I forgot to do everyone loves everyone. My interactions were more fun after I turned it on.
Went to sushi with W, her current fling, Nomad, and Xena. It was fun. Nomad and I accused Xena of sexually harassing us, pumping her BT tremendously.
Nomad and I went to the LES. First stop, Spitzer’s. I hear a guy ask two girls their names, so I know they just met. I butt in, horse girl, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. We talked about travels. I felt conversation wasn’t sexual enough so I started talking about girls I’ve fucked, how girls use me for sex, et cetera. Nomad wings me temporarily but then a girl he calls meets up with him and I try to merge the set but it doesn’t fly. Nomad is occupied with his girl so I’m left with the two girls. The guy is distracted so I physically block him out. He tries to rejoin the conversation and asks about the horse story but we tell him, “That story’s over dude.” We continue talking and eventually he weakly tells the girls, “I’ll be over there,” and walks away. The girls get bored and say they’re going to Piano’s. We agree to meet there. I tell Nomad and his girl what’s happening, and Nomad tells his girl to finish her glass of wine. I go up to the girls, who were stopped at the door by the same dork who was with them earlier. I put my arms around them and walk them to Piano’s.
The two girls and I arrive at Piano’s and stand outside smoking. Nomad and his girl arrive. We all wait for the smoker to finish, then go in. Once inside I’m done with them. I lose interest, they go upstairs. Oh well.
I open four girls with sausage-fest. They’re unimpressed. Only one girl was responding well so I sat next to her and chatted for a bit. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich, logistics. I’m touching her but apparently not enough, because her attention goes back to the group. I get bored and leave.
I open two girls sitting across from Nomad and his girl. Sausage-fest. One girl hates it and leaves. I continue gaming the remaining girl. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich. Her friend comes by and shoves me away. I backturn them. Nomad’s girl is impressed.
I go upstairs and open a girl sitting by herself. Sausage-fest, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, rapport, blender. Nothing. Eject.
I open two girls on the dance floor with sausage-fest. They love it. Smart tests. I try to move her to the bench after her friend leaves but she doesn’t comply. Two guys come in but I think they’re just trying to steal my girls so I don’t do anything with them for a while. Eventually I introduce myself to the guys. Or maybe I don’t, I don’t remember. Nomad wings me. The guys pull the girls to the bench. I’m blown out.
We walk around, looking for bars, and run into two girls. I open them with “This place is dead. Are you responsible for getting people here?” They bring us to another bar. I game the black chick but as soon as we get to the bar, I am shamed by Nomad’s superior physical game. I try to dance with my chick but it was weak and she didn’t dance with me.
Nomad sees a girl try to get my attention and points her out. She’s trying to see my shirt. I play hard to get, saying I don’t know her very well. She says the same thing. I tell her, “Well I guess we’re just going to have to have anonymous sex.” Brad Pitt, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, 8 girlfriends, blender, dirty old man. I try to build rapport but I get only a little in and she loses interest so I have to run attraction again. I go to the bathroom and she’s gone. I go outside to talk on the phone and find her smoking with some guy. I befriend him and we all go back in. I continue gaming her. I go for the kiss, but it’s a quick peck. I try to isolate her by looking for cotton candy. She has to tinkle. I try to follow her in but she pushes me out.
She comes out and I grab her by the hand out. We look for cotton candy all over and make out a few times. Eventually I lead her back to her place, since she told me where she lived earlier. I need to use the bathroom. “Okay, but you have to leave immediately after.” “Yeah, I need to go see my dentist tomorrow morning.” I pee, she pees. She immediately runs out the door after she’s done so I was compelled to leave instead of squatting. We go downstairs. She buys a pack of cigarettes and we smoke two on the steps in front of her place. Finally we build rapport. We connect on how we’re both looking for ourselves, spending time doing “unproductive” things. We make out some more. We talk about sex, how her view of sex changed from purely entertainment to purely functional. I try to assert my dominance by repeating the dirty old man routine, telling her I’m going to cum on her face to improve her complexion. Our cigarettes are done. She leaves and I can’t go upstairs.
First stop, Union Square. We go to the Coffee Shop Bar.
I horse girl two girls sitting at the bar. Nope, not them. Eject.
We go down to the lounge. Two girls at the bar. Do you know this girl? My target instantly loves Nomad. I finish up horse girl on the obstacle. Looks like we’re switching targets. We chat some more. I am introduced to the DJ, who is cute but I don’t put much effort into gaming her because she’s working. I get my original target back for a few minutes. Smart tests. She’s super touchy-feely one minute and is gone the next. Odd. We are introduced to her professor, who seems totally out of place. The girl gives me her number. I am tired of the girl’s push-pull tactics. We leave.
We approach some girls on the street. Nothing substantial happens.
We go to Beauty Bar. I horse girl a tall doctor girl. Smart tests. She says she’s dumb. Dumb/hot/rich, 8 girlfriends, rapport, blender. Nothing. I’m done! In retrospect I didn’t deal with her tests well. Whatever answers she gave, I accepted them and kept pursuing. Then I tried to build rapport. Instant death.
Nomad is talking to two girls. I ask which one is his target. The obstacle voluntarily leaves. I continue chatting a little but Nomad doesn’t say anything, then he leaves. Odd. Maybe he meant the other one? I game the girl. Smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She tells me she’s uncomfortable with me touching her and that she has a boyfriend. 8 girlfriends, blender. She leaves. I don’t think I overqualified, I think my game was too hard for her. Oh well.
I go to the dance floor and dance by myself. I see a black chick dancing. I go up to her, grind against her. Each time I get closer she pushes me away but grips me really tight. I spin her, spank her, we kiss quickly. After two songs I try to drag her off the dance floor but she doesn’t want to go. I leave her.
We go to another bar. A girl comes in and seems to be with a guy. Horse girl. Not her. I don’t game anymore because she seems to be with the guy. Ugh.
Two girls sitting near a beer pong table. I sit next to them, horse girl. They are too distracted by the beer pong for me to finish the story. I leave.
We go to Lit Lounge.
I see three girls by the bar. I put my arms around two, sausage fest. It falls flat. I’m done!
Hot blonde, horse girl. She eventually leaves.
Two blondes dancing by a table. Sex last week. Nope. Backturn. Eject.
Blonde texting. I said something situational, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. At this point I should have stopped, but I didn’t, and blew myself out of the water.
I was gaming one girl when Nomad found me in the basement. I pointed a girl behind him, he opened her. I winged him, physically separating her from her boyfriend and some other dude. It was pretty obvious what I was doing, but they didn’t stop me. Eventually they left as a group.
I have to pee. I wait on line. A girl gives me a look as she passes. I instinctively hug her by the waist as though we know each other. We introduce each other, talk a little. She says she’ll be right back and asked if I’ll be there. I told her I’d be in the bathroom, and asked what she was looking for. She said she’s looking for coke and asked if I had any. I told her no, then she said she would be right back and told me to wait. I told her again I might be in the bathroom. I told her to kiss me and we made out, hard. She said I was so hot and left.
Later she walks by again. I tell her, “No cutting!” We hug. I ask if she found what she was looking for. She said something. The bathroom becomes available so I go in and pull her in, lock the door. We make out. I undo my belt and pants, shove her hand down and she gives me a hand job. Meanwhile I undo her pants, pull them down, and finger her. She’s really dry so I’m not doing much. I decide the condom’s lube would work better. I put on a condom and turn her around. As I’m trying to bend her over she asks if I have a smoke. I’m confused and ask, “A smoke?” I continue trying to fuck her, but she says she’s not going to fuck without a smoke. I tell her I don’t have a smoke. She says then we’re not going to fuck. I tell her I guess we’re not fucking. She pulls her pants up and walks out, telling me it would have been the best sex of my life. I pee and Nomad and I leave.
We walk to the subway. I see a girl on the steps. Do you like horses? No. She’s on the phone and on the steps, while I’m standing awkwardly on the steps. I eject.
I see a girl walking by herself. Horse girl. She forgives me but doesn’t hug strangers. I leave but we’re both heading for the subway. I accuse her of following me. She says she’s going to smoke first. I game her as she’s smoking at the top of the stairs. Smart tests. “What am I, a retard?” We chat a little, until she’s done with her smoke. I think we’re getting along okay but then she quickly runs down the stairs and into the train.
Went to a strip club. Had a few strippers rub up against me, robbing my cock, trying to get me to buy lap dances. We arrived too early so they could tell we were the ones who didn’t pay for anything other than the drinks. Next time we’ve got to go later. Also we sat too closely together, so there was no way for the girls to get good positioning on any of us.
We left bored when all the strippers avoided us for the rest of the night.
Called all the numbers I got the past few days. One girl invited me out to an exclusive club. I might go, even if it means risking becoming an orbiter, just to get into the club.
Another girl picked up but I hit “Hold” accidentally and she hung up after a few seconds. A second call was not picked up.
We went to Happy Ending. I started by opening a guy and girl with “You’re awesome, high five!”, trying to raise my state. We chatted for ten minutes. They are dodgeball players.
The girl was really fat so I left to wing Nomad, who was talking to two other dodgeball players. We chatted a little but they leave.
I open two girls sitting at the bar. Horse girl. The girl doesn’t like it but her friend does. She leaves, leaving me with the friend. I chat with the friend a little, who said she loved the joke. I told her I was glad she got the joke. She said she was into spirituality and I said it’s very rare to find someone who’s spiritual in a bar, then got her number.
I horse girl two girls at the bar. My target hates it, the friend does. WTF, again? I plow but eventually I run out of material and they’re just ignoring me as I stand like a dork. That’s not true. They’re still letting me touch them. I just ran out of material so it’s awkward for me. Okay, I’m done! Repertoire is still lacking apparently.
I see Driver talking to three girls. I go wing him. I already opened her four times in the past, she says. I tell her I’m a huge douchebag and ask for her name. She doesn’t give it to me. I tell her I love it when girls act like bitches, and tell her to lay it on me. She says no. I tell her “no” is pretty weak, and ask her to really lay it on me. She starts ignoring me at this point. Instead of blowing out Driver, I leave.
A girl starts dancing next to me so I dance with her. I befriend her friends. She says she noticed me last week and was too shy to talk to me, and that when she saw me today she had to say hi to me. I don’t remember what I said, but I probably overgamed her even if I didn’t try. I didn’t pour on the compliments and I didn’t go direct on her. Then again, I wasn’t really trying to game her, she was pretty fat. But she had a nice personality and let me bum a cigarette off her.
The rest of the night I was a grouch. I felt I ran out of girls to approach and my everyone loves everyone vibe was running out. I didn’t want to hang with the guys because I wanted to feel my approach anxiety and force myself to approach. So I stood around until closing time. (Nomad pointed out two tables of hot girls. That didn’t help.)
Once outside I opened up a little more. I see two guys and two girls. One girl mentions something about Korea Town and I jump in. The conversation gets sexual. I’m more interested in the hotter girls Nomad and Driver are hitting on so I leave them.
I game a redhead who’s friends with a blonde Nomad is giving a piggy back ride to and spanking. They are Hooters girls. We chat a little. They are going to an afterparty. Nomad and Driver let them go and so do I.
I recognize that I accomplished a few things tonight: I called a bunch of girls despite my history of phone game reluctance; I got a girl’s number; I gamed almost the entire room; I forced myself to avoid the chode circle trap. Nonetheless my emotions tell me that tonight I sucked. Well, perhaps tomorrow I’ll feel better about my tonight’s results.
Day 3 “You know what would be great? It would be great if you were less judgmental and more open minded. It would be great if you were more open minded when meeting people.”
For girls, stage 2 kino is sexual, for guys it’s violent.
State: You can try to get in state at venue, or you can try to live your whole life in state. Comes from doing things in life. “I love this shirt.”
Eliminate state killers.
HW: Everyone loves everyone Connection building When pulling girls, be more active in dealing with obstacles, risk it all. Read article about winging.
Identity Even without a well developed identity, you can have confidence in knowing what you want.
Younger guys have more leeway for lack of identity.
Leadership ability Try to put yourself in leadership roles, picking places to eat, among friends/coworkers, teaching roles
What leaders know that others don’t: When to lead and when to follow. If you try to lead in inappropriate times, it shows a lack of leadership ability. For example, have strong leader, then another person comes and tries to take charge, causes conflict and no leader. When you see a vacuum, jump in. If someone offers to help, perhaps share leadership. Sometimes someone is already a good leader, so just shut up and follow.
Very important to listen to people. Hard to do sometimes. Many have problems with authority. When you are leader, you have authority, and many blame authority, get angry at you. Don’t take things personally, it’s not always about you.
Important to demonstrate you’re working for a higher purpose.
Sexual confidence: The belief that if I can get this girl in bed, I bet I’d rock her world, I bet she’d be back for more.
How to develop: 1. Have a lot of sex. Doesn’t have to be with a lot of girls, can be done with one or two or three. Lots of sex with lots of women will help, but it’d be better to do it with them repeatedly because the first time isn’t always good. 2. Learn sexual techniques
If you have sexual confidence, you can get women in spite of many things.
Comfort zone: one of the easiest ways to measure your inner game. What happens when you’re outside, do you take yourself out of situation? If you do, it could turn into a low quality of life. Being comfortable with the unknown is one of the keys to inner game.
Don’t want to overload yourself expanding your comfort zone.
Students with small comfort zones seem to want to learn natural game.
Ability to grow/learn: If your motivation is low, not going to learn much. Not the same as lazy! Motivation is directly tied to expectation of success. If you’re unmotivated you don’t think you’re going to get anything out of it. Motivation is directly tied to success, can’t fake it.
How to beat it: set a series of small goals. No need to set big goals right away. “Going to go out for an hour and open one woman.” Next day climb up, two women, three, use new opener.
Ability to learn also comes from ability to observe. Need to have role models, imitate them. Embrace and extend.
Ability to empathize: If you can’t empathize to people, it’s hard to relate to people, can’t connect, can’t feel. Need to learn their basic motivations. If you trace their motivations to their root, most have the same. Love, status, wealth, safety from danger. Next time you don’t understand someone, try to figure out their core motivations.
Need to be able to empathize with cockblockers, people who work there.
General passion for life: There are people out there who go for it with everything they’ve got in everything they do. Always balls to the wall. Tim Ferris’s 4 hour workweek.
Others accept their lives, don’t do much, let others push them around, don’t even have dreams, never felt they have freedom to have dream.
Begin by turning off voice “You can never do that.”
Blockages and obstacles: Difficult to figure out, varies from person to person. Blockage: a flow of learning, some people learn faster than others, some achieve faster than others, some get results faster. Sometimes it’s because of blockage. Need to figure it out to increase learning faster. Ask a few people what your blockages are, it’s hard to figure out your own.
All kinds of obstacles, need to employ variety of techniques to overcome. Need to be flexible when it comes to beating obstacles and learning.
Leaders don’t get permission, they give themselves permission.
Energy calibration If you go in with too much energy or overgame, you will seem weird.
Want to go a little higher because women are looking for state enhancers.
Dancing is about interacting. Go from girl to girl, lift girls up, talking to different girls.
Go to stage 2 kino immediately.
Everyone loves everyone: “Can we just be happy and friends forever?!” Use in loud dance clubs when everyone’s hyped up. Use lots of kino, fluff talk. Use on peer group a lot, when your friends are zoning out.
Pay attention to your emotions in field. When emotions tell you girls are high energy, everyone loves everyone.
State management When you know you’re getting into a loud environment, start moving, start talking to people, build earlier.
Shorter openers: Are you here for CJ’s birthday party? “You guys are getting a reward for having the best dance moves in the club!” “And you guys, first runner up!” “I’m a recruiter for Dancing with the Stars. (To guy) You’re going to dance with Tori Spelling. And you’re going to dance with Kirsty Alli. You’re going to dance with Carrot Top, Paulie Shore.” “You are so in my way.” “Did you just grab my ass?” Sex last week.
Rick James reversal: “I remember you” “No you don’t!” Reverse something that’s obviously right.
Pictures: Okay, I need more sexiness. A little less, a little less. Okay, perfect. Okay, now you and you switch places.
Determining instinct: sometimes opportunities only shows up once, you need to pull the trigger immediately.
Logistics screening: USC limo arrives at HWood, perhaps pull girls from that? Weaker travel dependencies.
Sexual anxiety: Once things start going well, they self-sabotage. They realize there’s a real possibility of getting sexual and they are afraid.
Root causes: afraid they are unable to get wood – in the past they were unable to get it up Guys think it’s the end of the world. Girls aren’t alarmed about it. They expect a probability of it not working. They are more interested in the other parts of the interaction, the whole approach until the end of the night.
Women want guys who are dominant. Even if you don’t fuck her, you can dominate her.
Premature ejaculation: women like the buildup to sex. If you have good foreplay you can cum in 15 seconds and it will be fine.
Cure for all this: persistence. Try to escalate, try to make out, if she says no, wait ten minutes, try again, repeat. Persist until she gives in or she goes home.
Cure for boner: tell yourself things to make yourself dominant.”I’m going to fucking pound this little bitch, I’m going to choke fuck this little slut”. It is a pattern interrupt. It gets rid of the loser voice in your head.
None of this has to be a big deal. It will happen later.
Tell yourself that you need to keep trying to get sex.
Abundance mentality Some people believe everything in the world is hard to get and scarce and when they get it they try to keep it and hide. Some people believe the world is abundant and they tend to be more relaxed, they get what they want, they share and don’t expect anything in return.
In reality, both are wrong. But it is helpful to have an abundance attitude.
Most profound effect is on lifestyle and lifestyle building. Guys have better relationships with people, don’t fight over stupid things.
Mood Nomad chatted with some girls as we waiting to get in. I chatted with them a little and practice my everyone loves everyone game.
I do some dance floor game. I start by dancing with the girls from the line, then start giving high fives and dancing with random people, then started bouncing from girl to girl, and finally tried Brad’s jump-into-a-circle-of-girls move. When I tried to interact with the girls in the circle they shrank away and someone shoved me from the back. I left laughing.
All night long I gave the everyone loves everyone vibe.
I get tired of dancing so I go to the smoking area.
I watch Brad game a girl and see how he deals with the obstacles. At one point he has three girls and one guy with him. He sends one girl and guy to me. They want cigarettes. I make them show me their IDs, then accuse them of having fake IDs. The boyfriend is scrambling around looking for IDs while I game his girl. Eventually he gets two and I confess that I have no cigarettes. I take a puff of the girl’s cigarettes. That leaves Brad with two girls, so I sit and talk to the obstacle. I lean back so she has to turn away from Brad and his girl to talk to me. I kino her to keep her interested. Eventually she walks away somewhere.
Two girls come up to me and ask for a light. I show them the wall of candles. One girl says she’s not tall enough. I tell her to drink some milk, she has plenty to grow! We chat a little but we get kicked out because someone bought bottle service. We separate.
I horse girl two girls. Apparently Poker Face just horse girled them, haha! Nomad reopens them and they blow him out too, haha.
I see a girl with pink streaks, so I give her compliments on her hair. She’s with a guy so I tell him his hair is awesome as well. Somehow I am introduced to one of their friends, who happens to be a girl I opened a few weeks back. She recognized me and told me we met at the Highlands. I switch targets, which is really confusing for Nomad apparently. I need to be a better wing. Anyway I kino her, accuse her of stalking me all the way here, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, 8 girlfriends. She agrees to be my girlfriend #9 because that’s her lucky number. Empathetic listening. She’s half white, half Asian so I compliment on her pale complexion and dark hair. I say she’s like a goth girl, and Nomad says she’s like snow white. I say yeah, with those blood red lips, and touch her lips a little. Nomad tells me she’s ready to be kissed. I tell her I’ve never kissed a Phillipino girl before, and go for it. She dodges. I momentarily blank so I ask how many pairs of shoes she owns. She says something about Phillipino girls being known for having lots of shoes, and I tell her a story about my brother and his Phillipino girl and his shoe obsession. The rest of the guys leave the venue. I figure out logistics. She has to work at 8 a.m. tomorrow, she’s with friends, and I get the sense that I was either boring her or she was holding back because I didn’t isolate and she feels awkward being hit on in front of them. I decide it’s a no-go and get her number. I have her save me as Joker Hot and Sexy, and tell her she has to answer the moment I call because I’m a very busy guy and I hate leaving voicemails. She says she’s very busy too. I don’t remember what I responded. I leave.
I walk to Velvet Margarita. I hug and high five Gabriel. A girl comes up to us and asks us if we’re in a band. I tell her yes, but I don’t really want to talk about it. Gabriel and I double team her a little, then he backs off. I kino her, everyone loves everyone. I accuse her of being a stalker, then I say that I’ve got plenty, what’s another one? She says she needs to get back to her friends, so I take her number.
I go get water. The guy next to me keeps looking at me so I take it as an approach invitation and talk to him. The girl behind us smears foam on his face so I act indignant and do the same to her. She was talking to another guy and I wasn’t sure if they were together, but whatever. I put my arm around her back as I chatted with them all. Eventually my kino gets too much and she edges away from me. That’s cool, I slightly backturn her and talk to her boyfriend until she comes back to me, at which point I caress her back again.
Bar closes, everyone’s kicked out.
I continue talking to the first girl. We agree that I’ll teach her to snowboard and she’ll teach me Arabic. Something weird happens though. As I touch her back, she slightly steps away. So I slightly turn away from her, but she zones in on me, face to face. Then I touch her again and it repeats.
I find Nomad and Driver talking to a bride-to-be. Her Mexican friend says I’m hot so I make out with her several times and grab her fake tits. The girls have girl talk and Nomad and Driver start walking away. I stop them and ask why they’re not trying to fuck these girls. A light bulb goes on. We head back and intercept the girls. They are getting into a cab. I jump between the Mexican chick and the Asian chick, as the bride-to-be is in the passenger seat. We head to the Roosevelt Hotel. In the taxi the bride-to-be says she likes me but thinks Nomad and Driver are assholes and don’t know how to treat ladies. Hell yeah! You can’t get a lady all horny and leave her without dick!
I keep the girls’ buying temperature up in the taxi, making friends with the Asian girl whom I haven’t talked to the whole time. We arrive. The bride-to-be pays for the cab. We go to the lobby and are searching for their room or the pool, they can’t decide. Girl conference! I’m left by myself so I check my text messages. I text Nomad where I am. The girls start walking away. I stick to them like glue. The Asian chick cold approaches two guys and they tag along. The bride-to-be and the Mexican chick go to the bathroom for a doom conversation. Fuck. I’m stuck with the two guys and the Asian chick, so I start talking with the guys and introduce myself. One of the guys takes the Asian chick for a walk. I figure it couldn’t hurt, so I let them go. The two girls come out and have decided they’re not going to party anymore. I chat with the bride-to-be as the Mexican chick is being hit on by the other guy in Spanish. Fuck. He gets her number and buzzes off. The bride-to-be thanks me for being a gentleman and drags the Mexican chick away.
There were several things I could have done differently. I could have sat in the front of the taxi and told the taxi to go to House 2 for the afterparty. This has the risk of them vetoing and refusing to get out of the cab when they arrive, plus their buying temperature could drop while they are left to themselves.
I could have cuntblocked the Asian chick, to force her to be horny. We all get laid or nobody gets laid!
I definitely should have attached myself to the Mexican chick instead of the bride-to-be, whom I didn’t want. Instead the guy gamed the girl I wanted and I didn’t escalate the bride-to-be.
Positivity Had positivity to keep going even w/ negative results. Every event is a neutral stimulus, it depends on your interpretation.
Covert contract – Secret contract where if I do something for her, she’ll do something for you.
Learn to say no: “The answer is no.”
Tolerance to beauty When you see hot girls and doing cold approach, sometimes overreact. There’s a physiological response, makes you talk faster, adrenaline rush.
When you have low tolerance, you view them as object, as alien.
How to build it: talk to lots of hot girls, get to know them on personal level, even if friends or coworkers, be able to interact w/o neediness, so you don’t overreact to appearances.
Sense of entitlement Affirmations: “I already fucked 3 or 4 girls that look just like her, what’s one more?” Slideshow on computer screensaver, starts flashing pictures of me with hot chicks. Biggest factor between guys who bangs 6s and 7s and guys who bang 9s and 10s. Starts a lot of things, a virtuous cycle.
HWood We have dinner. I had a chicken wrap. It was good.
Gabriel opens two girls. Brad wings him. I go in to observe. At some point the girl talks to me and apparently is attracted. She tries to build a commonality with me by asking what nationality I am. I tell her I’m Swedish. Brad later tells me I overgamed at that moment.
Brad walks into two hot girls and puts his arms around both immediately. He is mainly talking to the taller one but still has his arm around the short one’s waist. He later tells me that the short girl put his hand on her tits immediately. Competition?
Brad dances with a group of girls, zooming from one to another, like speed dating. It was amazing to watch, haha.
While waiting for Poker Face to finish his approach so that Brad could observe me, I opened a girl coming out of the bathroom with horse girl. No, it’s not her, we hug and she starts walking toward the dance floor. Smart tests. She’s smart but she walks away.
Two girls walking past the bathroom. I stop them both, horse girl. The friend loses interest and pulls the girl away.
I open a group of three or four girls with horse girl. She doesn’t like it much, but I stay in and eventually make her laugh. I run smart tests and she fails, so I tease her by calling her the pick of the litter. She wishes me a good night, so I say yeah, it’s a really nice night, and continue the conversation. She says she has a boyfriend, that I should get out of here. I tell her I have 8 girlfriends, and I’m trying to avoid them by hiding between them, but she’s too short to be of any use. She says I just insulted her, and I say yeah, I love insulting her. She finally laughs. But I continue staying because I can’t leave, only they can. They tell me good night again so I tell her yeah, it’s a great night again. She says what I said was cyclical. I tell her she needs to come up with new material Eventually they can’t take my insults anymore and half of them leave. One girl stays so I talk to her, acting innocent and confused. Some of their friends were surprised by what I said and ask me to clarify. Suddenly I’m pulled back into the group. I explain myself. Nobody likes me. Oh well I leave.
Brad tells me I didn’t kino enough, I focused too much on one girl, and I had completely blocked out one girl accidentally. He tells me to open another set and try to fix those.
I pick a seated group. This makes kino difficult. Oprah opener. I try to engage the group by getting the opinion of every girl at the table, but the farthest girl straight out tells me she isn’t paying attention. Respect. The girls start questioning why I even care, so I repeat the beginning. One girl says this is just like the Pickup Artist. I lose the attention of the group soon after so I leave.
Brad says I should read the “Everyone Loves Everyone” post he wrote. Basically, eyes wide open like I’m about to drink the Kool-Aid at a cult, be super happy, et cetera.
We go upstairs to practice some of the heavy kino dance floor moves he just showed us. I am nervous about physically opening girls so I don’t. Brad starts dancing with a girl so I start dancing with her friend. Brad pulls the girl off the dance floor. Her friend follows her so I follow the group. They go to the bathroom. Brad watches them like a hawk to make sure they don’t disappear. He decides to look for a place to fuck since he’s never been here before and assigns me hawking duty. He comes back and we go talk to the friend, who I danced with. The girl comes out of the bathroom and we all go to a sofa and chat. Brad says he’ll be back in two minutes and takes his girl away. No longer worried about blowing up Brad’s set, I jump out of empathetic listening and start running attraction material, though I forget what it was. I start scoping for logistics, which snaps her to her senses and she realizes she ditched the guy she’s crashing at. She excuses herself and says she’ll be back, but I don’t wait.
I horse girl two girls and get blown out. I forget the details.
I horse girl two girls. The friend immediately leaves. Odd. Smart tests. She says she’s a computer nerd. I tell her I’m a computer nerd too, and tell her about my trip to Canada. She tells me of her travels, I tell her about my travel plans. Conversation is getting boring so I do the blender routine. She smiles. She says she went to an all-girl college so I tell her about my friend who went to one and was a lesbian for four years. Then I say she taught me the secret spots of the vagina and finger her fist. Her friend rejoins us with a guy. She introduces the guy, I meet the guy. They go off to the couch. A guy comes over and speaks gibberish to me. I tell him I don’t know what he’s talking about. He walks a few feet away but is close to my girl. I adjust my body to block him out. A few minutes later her friend comes over and says she’s sick. I get the girl’s number and verify. They leave.
Gabriel observed this approach and said my angles were wrong. Since she was against the wall I should have mirrored her and been against the wall as well. Also my hands were in my pockets and I was slouching.
2 a.m. The coaches are gone but the girls are still here. Time to pull!
Sex last week with walking girl, she smiles but doesn’t stay.
I horse girl a girl by herself. A guy comes over and just stands there. I say hi to him. It appears they know each other. Oh well.
I’m too pussy to open a lot of the hotter girls.
I go to the dance floor. A girl gives me a look so we dance a little. I spank her and try to hold her hips but every time I do that she moves away. I spin her a few times but eventually we let go. A few seconds later I see some guy making out with her on the dance floor.
One of the speakers gets knocked over. The lights go on. Party’s over!
I stand near the exit and wait for girls to come to me. I see two cute girls standing by themselves. I point to the one with glasses and accuse her of knocking over the speaker and ruining the party. She apologizes and we hug. Nomad wings me. Two of their hot friends join. I include them and tell them the glasses girl ruined the party. She gets in on the fun and we are furious at the glasses girl. We are shooed out so we go downstairs. It’s the glasses girl’s birthday so I forgive her for the speaker incident. I mention an afterparty. The girls say they walked here. Perfect! The afterparty’s within walking distance. Though I would much rather have the two hot girls, I know the birthday girl is the key to all the girls, so I convince her to come. I see the hot blonde is being hit on by two guys so I bring the birthday girl to AFOG them. We pull them apart. She introduces the blonde as her best friend. I tell her she’s my new best friend and we walk to House 2. Nomad, Poker Face, and Traveler help me escort the girls initially but Poker Face and Traveler mysteriously disappear. Nomad and I take turns entertaining the four girls as they walk to House 2 to make sure they don’t realize they are four girls walking in the dark streets with two strangers. They make a few stops, asking if we’re going to club them or rape them. We absurdify and they continue walking. Eventually we arrive at the house.
I go in first and tell everybody to get ready. Nomad grabs a Wiimote and hands it to one of the girls to force her to come in to return it. It works. We get drinks for three of the girls. Finally I don’t need to worry about the birthday girl so I shove the blonde onto the bean bag chair and plop next to her. We chat a little, I have my arm around her. Nomad turns on some random Wii game and asks which one is my target. I point to the blonde while she’s not looking. Reckon/yonder, eat shit. She tells me about her boyfriend so I describe him as a really nice guy. I don’t tell her how I would never be that nice, that I would give her screaming orgasms and leave her on the curb. I start the travel guide routine and easily get her number. I can’t verify it because she doesn’t have her phone. I mock her. I tell her that LA people are so flaky, but she seems cool so we should hang out. The girls want to smoke so I take the two hot girls to the patio. I talk about how I’m from New York, about how I can’t cook so I instead make friends with hot girls who can cook. Gabriel joins and shares his identity. The birthday girl joins but the boyfriend calls and says he’s here. I follow the girls out and find them at the corner. The boyfriend parks and everybody gets in. I introduce myself to the boyfriend. I get the birthday girl’s number as well, since she seems into me. They take off.
I don’t think I could have done more with the blonde, since her boyfriend was coming. I made future plans with her to take cooking classes. Hopefully something fruitful comes out of it.
I am happy that I went for the blonde instead of settling for the birthday girl. In retrospect I made the right choice of leading the birthday girl, otherwise they might not have made it to the house at all.
Refunded my rechargeable batteries at Walmart. Everyone at the neighborhood was black for some reason. Weird.
Went to The Grove with Nomad. Opened a girl looking at a laptop at the Apple store. Horse girl. She said she’s not from here, she’s from Canada. I said I just came from Canada, then asked where else she’s traveled. She mentioned Australia and Thailand. I joked about kangaroos with boxing gloves, then we talked about Thailand and hookers who shot ping pong balls. I felt she got uncomfortable so I asked her what she was up to. She was looking for a laptop, and asked what I was doing here. I told her my housemate needed a power supply. Her eyes darted to the sales guy behind me. He came up and asked if we needed help. She brought him in and asked about the laptop. I got blown out by the sales guy. I think I either brought up sex too quickly or she really wanted to get the laptop. Either way, I didn’t get blown out because I was too boring.
There was a Dove tent with a bunch of hotties. I went in and asked what this was all about. I teased the girls a little, talking for about ten minutes. Nomad was talking to another sales girl in the tent. I didn’t use any material and felt the conversation get boring so I left before they burnt me at the stake. Nomad stayed and got three numbers.
We went to the Trader Joe’s. Nomad had his hands full and looked helpless as he wanted to approach a cute blonde behind him. I helped him by approaching her. Horse girl, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She’s from upstate New York, I teased her that upstate New York doesn’t really count as New York. We both went to Syracuse. I tried to get her number but she said she was a lesbian and her girlfriend wouldn’t like that. I told her I was straight and that we’d never get along. I settled for her e-mail, which is retarded but I didn’t have the courage to push things further.
A girl Nomad picked up a few months ago invited him to a mixer. So we went. I saw an Indian lady, said hi, introduced myself, ran smart tests. She repeated my question three or four times. Apparently she has no sense of humor or hates math.
I saw two older ladies sitting near a band set. I asked if they were the band’s groupies, then chatted with them a bit. I scammed some free food out of the band.
I felt nervous talking to the groups of people so after circling around a bit I talked to a girl who worked there who just stood in front of a computer. I asked if she was the coat check, she looked really bored. I introduced myself as Brad Pitt, and said I wanted to open a club called Baby Seals. We joked about hurting animals for about fifteen minutes. I didn’t get her number because during our conversation her coworkers came in and whisked her away. After that she seemed very distant and I didn’t want to appear try-hard. At the end of the night I couldn’t find her anymore.
I chatted with one of the event’s members and tried to get a read on her. I told her she seemed like a Valley girl but she was cheering for philanthropy. She was distracted because she owed the photographer a drink. Then the busy bee buzzed elsewhere.
I got another name tag and wrote myself down as Brad Pitt.
I’m talking to a group when a girl in the group spots my name tag and says she loves my movies. I reluctantly say, “Oh alright, where’s the bathroom?”, take her hand, and start walking her away from the group. Midway through I sense her pulling her hand away so I immediately turn to her, laugh, hug, and rejoin the group.
Nomad and I go home and nap.
I wake up. Poker Face says he wants to go to Happy Ending. I meet him almost an hour later. I’m anxious to get away from him because I’ve identified chatting with wings as a factor in increasing approach anxiety. I finally spot two easy to approach girls and go in. Horse girl. They say it’s not her. I apologize for intruding though I know better. Still, I felt better after that.
I see a black girl sitting next to a very big guy. I’m not sure they are together but whatever, I need to warm up more. Horse girl, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. The big guy leaves so I take his seat instead of standing next to her. She says she has a boyfriend. 8 girlfriends. She agrees to be my girlfriend #6. We chat a lot. I’m wary of escalating too much with the big guy right behind me, who turns out to be her uncle. I have my arm around her waist and my hand on her thigh most of the conversation. I get her number, verify, and have her save my last name as Hot/Sexy. She leaves with her uncle.
I see a tall Asian girl. Horse girl. She forgives me but her friends are leaving.
Poker Face sees two black girls on the street and opens them. I wing him. We bring them back to the house. I don’t use much material on my girl to avoid getting caught and blowing up Poker Face’s set. I have my arm around my girl most of the way back. We arrive at House 2. I ring the bell, Driver opens the door. I ask him, “Where’s the party at?” and of course he answers, “Right here!” We give drinks to the girls and turn on the music. We wrestle, pillow fight, tickle the girls, but I didn’t have a plan on how to isolate the girls so they just stayed together in the living room. I check to make sure my girl’s breasts are real. She even pops one out for me to examine. Yes they are. She is eating a banana so I ask how far she can take it. She takes about half of it, then it falls out. I mock her for it. She asks me if I want a blowjob. The question came so suddenly I couldn’t respond, so I didn’t say anything and glazed it over. At around 3 a.m. the girls realize they need to get their car. They start eating everything in sight. I put my body against the fridge to prevent them from eating any more of the food. This is not a homeless shelter. The girls leave but demand that we take their numbers.
Driver, Poker Face, and I discuss isolation tactics. Driver gives me permission to fuck girls on his bed if need be. Another isolation spot would have been the hot tub area. Oh well.
Slept odd hours last night. Woke up, watched Zombie Strippers. Great movie!
Upon arriving at Saddle Ranch, we learn that one of the bartenders died. I saw girls crying at the bar. I was depressed.
I notice a girl eyeing Nomad on our way in. I let him know. He opens her. I walk around and wing him. The girl’s from Iowa so I run the eat shit and reckon/yonder routines on her. She’s unimpressed. I talk to some guys instead. Eventually I’m done and leave. I’m not winning the girl over and she’s not interfering with Nomad.
I greet some people who are mourning.
Eventually Nomad leaves his set. I apologize to him if I had fucked anything up and tell him I’m upset about Johnny.
I get a Guinness.
Two black chicks are saying something to the bartender who just got me my drink, so I ask her if they are causing trouble. They respond well. I play with both of them. The shorter one is more responsive so I put my arm around her, playing with her hair, running smart tests, smart/hot/rich, thumb wrestling. She’s from a place I’ve never heard of before, so I say, “I’ve never kissed a girl from before…” and go for a kiss. She backs off and I continue talking. At some point I overgame her. Nomad tells me he’s going to The Standard. I continue gaming the short girl. 8 girlfriends. She’s being dragged away. One night stand number close. She’s dragged away before I can finish. Oh well.
I go to The Standard. I say hi to the promoters and photographers.
I see a hot blonde sitting by herself, but she’s talking to some guys next to her and there’s no room for me to sit down. Her friend comes by so I open her instead. Horse girl, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. She has to go, so I go for her number. She says she has a boyfriend and leaves.
What the hell, I hit on the blonde as well. Sex last week. She’s so shocked she walks away. Well I blew out the competition as well.
A tall girl walks by. I’m about to open her when she says my name. Fuck. We talk a little. She has to go. I tell her I’m an asshole and don’t remember her name. I get it, but now I’ve forgotten it again.
The guys are going back to Saddle Ranch so I leave with them.
I go into Saddle Ranch, guns blazing.
I see a well tanned hot blonde by the bar. As I walk toward her a hot friend goes up to her. I summon Nomad. We go in. I horse girl the friend. She’s not having it. She repeatedly backturns me, but I continue. Eventually she walks away. I intercept the blonde on her way out. Smart tests. She passes but she leaves.
Two girls and a guy. The guy’s talking to the chubbier girl so I talk to the thin girl. Horse girl. Doesn’t work. Somehow I get blown out. Driver says the moment I approached the guy put his arm around the thin girl’s waist, haha. Danger, Will Robinson!
I see a black girl eyeing me, but she’s sitting with a guy. Horse girl, smart tests, smart/hot/rich, tour guide. “Don’t take me to a cemetery and expect me to have sex with you.” The guy holds the girl’s hand and tells me that there’s a party at The Standard. I leave before I piss him off, though he seems too gentle. On my ejection I tell her I’m going to leave, but that she can’t fantasize about me. She smiles. The boyfriend’s dumbfounded.
Nomad wants to go. I’ve hit on most of the girls at the bar. We leave.
I am still antsy at home. I go out with Dylan and his friend.
I see a guy and girl with a camcorder I saw earlier. Earlier I asked if they were making a porno, so I asked them how the porno was doing. We chatted a little, then left.
I saw a girl with pink hair in a liquor store. I go up to her and she opens me. I accuse her of stealing my look. We fake argue, then hug. They leave the store.
I see a group of people outside a bar. I join them. I ask the fat girl if the bar’s closed, ask where the afterparty is, allude that I’m not from here by saying this place sucks. There’s one hot girl in particular and I try to work my way into the group to talk to her, but never get a chance to do so. I follow the group as they walk to their cars until I get to my place.
The last two nights I emphasized kino and avoided talking to my friends while not in set. Concentrating on these two things improved my approaches a lot. I’m not sure if my improvement had anything to do with going solo in Canada.
June 6 Texted girl a few times. About to invite her out when I ran into her. She was going to study. I convinced her to go to a bar, but I thought it was a tea place. We had salad at a booth, went to whyte ave, explored pharmacies, went back to dorm, listened to music at student lounge, tried to get to her room, didn't go for kiss. Ugh.
Went out alone. Horse girl walking, not her.
Went in bar. Ran into girl who brought us water, her birthday, janine? Smart tests, possibly overqualified, said ttyl
Horse girl two girls. One girl physically blocks me out. Backturn them
Go to girls behind me. Horse girl, smart tests, smart hot. Standing, told them I'm visiting, chatted a bit. Got boring, uncomfortable using material, left
Walked far, walked back. Some guy bumps me on the street, we stare at each other as we walk away. I'm undamaged
I see a girl with big goth boots. I compliment her, she thinks I want a smoke and offers it to me. I stupidly don't follow them or get number.
June 5 Went for beer with guys. Invited girl to join, she actually came. Rare kino, drunk game, she was amused by reckon yonder, eat shit, drink in face, but she didn't give me shit and I didn't escalate. She was bored and instead of leaving I stayed until she suggested we leave. I walked her to her wing of the buildingbut didn't follow in. Didn't suggest going to my room, didn't find an excuse to get in. Only thing I was thinking was how to entertain her, rather than how to fuck her. Argh
She mentioned she listened to reggae music. I could have used that as the excuse to get into her room. Argh
So little domination. She came to my world and I didn't dominate her, didn't lead, only thought how to entertain her. WTF
Realized I needed to get out of chatting, so I looked for girls. Saw a girl look at me, sex last week. She laughed, I started touching her a lot. Vibe a bunch, I may have overqualified, she said her fiance was right next to me, it didn’t faze me at all.
Two girls, don’t I know you? Zombie strippers, no, bye.
Girl near karaoke, sex last week, smart tests, karaoke, blowout.
Blonde British girl sitting with friend, heavy kino, Nomad winged me, chat chat chat, she had to go to the bathroom, got her numbers. Later on tried to get her back but no compliance, went for friend but was nearly engaged, lost interest but kept gaming her until blonde dragged her away to dance.
Winged Nomad, chatted with two fat chicks and guy, got her number.
Saw girl by herself, thought she looked like first girl, went super friendly like I recognized her, hugged her, then guy dragged her away.
Saw two girls at bar, horse girl, smart tests, smart/hot/rich. Kino kino. She seemed somewhat into it but then bartender got her attention and I was blown out.
Talked to two guys, who gave me a shot of beer.
Went to parking lot. Went for a blonde girl but she wound up walking to a group of people. Saw Nomad talking to a guy and girl so I winged him. At first I went for the girl, then I realized it was his girl, so I started occupying the guy.
Walking around the dorm I pass a girl asking the front desk for a water fountain. I open her situationally, talk about my travels and ask what there is to do around here. I get her number.
I walk around the streets. I see two girls in a deli so I go in. Cotton candy, tour guide. I get both their numbers, though they never respond.
I go into a bar. As I’m ordering a water, a guy introduces himself. I ask what he does, and he becomes confrontational, saying that’s a personal question, then batters me with personal questions like what’s my mother’s maiden name. I absurdify (Cindy Crawford) and keep chatting with him, because it’s interesting to have these kinds of challenging conversations. Eventually I win him over and he tells me to be cautious in Edmonton. He also teaches me to be more assertive in my speech — instead of saying, “I was offered an opportunity to come to Canada,” say “I was looking to travel and an opportunity came up, so I seized it.” We chat about life goals, some other stuff. I don’t take his number.
I walk around the streets. It’s pretty empty and the few girls I see I have too much approach anxiety to talk to.