Oct 15 – 20 Field Reports

Friday: I texted a bunch of guys but nobody was going out. Oh well, time to go alone.

On the subway I saw an Asian chick sitting by herself. I hesitated for a few stops, then told myself to start walking. So I did. I sat right down next to her, we started chatting. She mentioned she was meeting her boyfriend, but I wasn’t too sure because of her accent. I got off with her even though it wasn’t my stop. She offered her Facebook but I went for the number. She asked me for my number. Oh well I guess I didn’t generate enough attraction. I walked away. I was proud of myself for getting off the subway to go with a girl, and going for the number even though I felt anxious about it.

I looked around. There was a young looking girl sitting by herself. Ugh, anxiety! I didn’t want to walk across the nearly empty subway car, having everybody stare at me as I was obviously going to pick up this chick. Well, only one way to get rid of the anxiety. I started walking. I squeezed myself between her and some dude, then we chatted. I commented that she looked really young. She said she was. I said, “What are you, 16?” She said she was 15. I played it off, asking if she was even allowed to be out. She laughed. We continued chatting until she got off the train. Contrary to my mind’s nightmare scenario, nobody did shit, nobody called me a pedophile, nobody even looked. There goes another limiting belief.

I get out of the subway. mapen replied, saying there was a Burning Man party. We met up, went to Beauty Bar, approached a few chicks, then went to the party. The party was sweet. Full of happy ravers.

While waiting on line we chatted up the girls behind us. Two of the girls said they had an extra ticket and offered one to me. Sweet, saved me $30.

On the dance floor two tall chicks were just standing, so I teased them about it, introduced mapen, and danced with them. They were still stiff and backed away, so I looked for others.

I saw a girl standing by a pillar by herself, not dressed cool, not smiling. I did looked at her, made a smile with my fingers, and she smiled. We chatted a little. I stacked lots of attraction material, overgamed, and she walked away. Should have known, she was not cool enough to handle all I threw at her.

I walked by and saw a chick give me the eye, so I walked right up to her. I used a whole stack of material on her, but she was unresponsive to my kino. At the same time she didn’t leave. Weird. Eventually the guy in the couple next to us stepped in. Apparently it was her cousin. That killed any mood I had created. She left.

A girl walks toward me and I intercept her. We dance a little. She asks if I had any E. I told her, “I wish!” We kiss a little. She pulls away and says she has a husband. I tell her I have 8 girlfriends. She says he’s here, at the party. So I pull her to the bathroom. At the bathroom door she stops me, and introduces me to her husband right behind her. I introduce myself, we get along fine, I leave.

I run into the two girls who got me in for free, we dance a little. One of the girls went up into a dancing cage. I go up and we dance together for a while.

I’m tired and I have shit to do the next day so I leave. On the train ride back I sit next to a chick, and suddenly my attitude changed. I had complete social freedom, I started to really pay attention to what she was saying, my frame was solid, I reacted exactly as needed. Unfortunately she had to get off the train and I wasn’t about to get off a train on my way home at 2am.

A see another chick sleeping on the other side of the train. I hesitate, then ask, “would I fuck her if she were awake and wanted to suck my dick?” Yes, yes I would. Now that I have no more excuses, I walk over to her, sit next to her, brushing her leg as I sit so wake her up, then we start talking. I tease her a lot, there’s definitely attraction. I need to get off, so I quickly get her number and she takes mine. I can’t check the number in the subway, and when I call two days later it turns out to be either a fake or I punched it in wrong. Meh.

I can’t remember Saturday-Monday anymore.

Sunday Martyr arrives. We meet with some guys, drink, approach a bunch.

Monday Martyr and I tried to go to an open bar, but it was closed by the time we arrived. We wound up going to the West Village for cheap beer. I drank until I puked.

Tuesday I went out with ScottyFlamingo and saw how physical he gets with chicks. Wow it’s like I’m all the way on the other side of the spectrum. I had really low state the whole night, probably because I drank until I puked the night before.

Quantum and I went out to the West Village. I wing him a little. He approaches two chicks. The 17 year old needs to go to the bathroom. I pull her up to the bathroom but her cousin stops me. Alas.

Wednesday I decide to focus on state using a technique Quantum taught me: be social all the time, talk to everyone all the time. I started saying hi to everyone on my way to the subway, meditated on the subway, then started talking to everyone once I got off.

It worked damn well. I was in state the whole night, and when it dipped I would recognize that and start socializing again, so it never dropped too much.

We went to the beer garden. I approached the only two chicks in the place. We chatted a little, then two other chicks joined. One was pretty damn hot, an Eva Longoria look-alike. She’s attracted. I pull her to the bar. I have trouble connecting or building rapport with her, and she loses interest and gets back to her friends. Afterward I lose the whole group.

At one point I recognized that my state was dropping, all the chicks around me were with guys, and the rest were dudes, so I went to an older Asian chick at the bar by herself. After talking to her for five minutes I realize she didn’t speak English well. Ah, I know how to deal with these chicks! I kept talking and talking and talking, then took her hand and moved her around, and eventually took her to Martyr and told him the situation, made her shake his hand, told her I was only talking to her because I needed to build my state up, but that my voice was dying. Every time she said she needed to get back to her friends I just moved her again. Eventually, tired and voice dying, I told her to go back to her friends.

While getting tacos with Quantum, I saw some chick give me the eye. When we shake hands I say her hands are warm and that she’s going to be my heater. She said I can just put my hands in the pockets, so I put my hands and hers into my pocket. In my pocket I interlace our fingers and I rub her hand the whole time. Somewhere along the line she loses interest, pulls her hand out, and nearly backturns me. I think it was when I told her I was unemployed.

After being in state for a few hours I was totally wiped out. I recognize that my social freedom was not as high as it has been in the past, but that all my interactions went a lot better. I plan on continuing this practice until it’s a permanent habit.

“Bruce [Lee] considered training number one. He was constantly training. When he watched TV or went to the movies, he conditioned his knuckles. When he was driving, he worked the hand grips. If he walked to a bookstore and came to a hill, he always ran. He never wasted time.”