June 19

Went to the dentist and got my filling fixed.

Had “breakfast” with mom.

Fixed my mom’s computer.

Met up at Josie Wood’s with my friends.

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.