Going From Unfocused Chode To Ruthless Player

 First Update In 6 Months:

Damn I’ve never stepped away from the game this long. Haven’t really been knee deep in the game for about 6 months. A lot’s gone on since I last wrote on here - I’ve recovered from my version of PTSD after getting mugged, where I was incredibly angry and unable to focus as well as get over how I got mugged and etc, and had pretty much had running stomach for like 6 straight weeks with fucked up side effects from surgery recovery, loss of finances to help pay for surgery. 

I sort of lost my walking thru the world with ease feeling for awhile and it might be a long time before I ever regain it. But I will regain it. I’d like to sort my head out because there are a lot of fucked up thoughts that definitely go above emotions - it’s made me hate the more ratchet/ghetto people of my race (which is wrong) and made me think of how ambitious black dudes like myself have to deal with some of the side effects that get brought onto my race by general by this subset of blacks and general societal ills regarding their plight - but, then if i was to dwell on to that I make myself a victim. And i’m not a victim, I’m a champion and I’ll always transcend race anyways. 

Anyways besides the incident, I ended up losing  my internship that paid me $8 an hour before taxes (where I was already treated like shit) and ran out of any sort of available credit or small amount of savings I’ve had. I was broke beyondddd belief and had to move in back with my parents for 2 months. I didn’t get laid for 5 months - either I lost interest in girls that would have probably had sex with me or they didn’t want to fuck me after they heard what happened to me. It was rock bottom financially and mentally. Not sexually. I had pornhub.com to keep me happy ;)

The nice thing about being at rock bottom when you somewhat have your emotions under control to a degree and the right mindset is that you don’t lose your shit and you know who’s on your team. I think in the back of my mind, just from my prior life experiences and everything is that when you’re really down you start to gain appreciation for the little things that you used to ignore and take for granted. Things like a roof over your head, food, water, close friends, family. 

Superficial things like being able to walk out of your house and just share good emotions with someone. Just those little things. I’ve always said pimping/pickup is a PRIVILEGE and i always feel honored to play the game. It’s the best emotional sport there is for men and I’m so glad that I grew up the way I did and have crawled thru the mud to get to the point where I’m at. 

The one bright spot is that I fell deeply in love with a girl for the first time EVER I met last June. One of the few things my father ever taught me about relationships and love is not to choose someone just based on looks, but to choose them for personality. I know this because I’m already naturally polarizing so you can only tolerate my bullshit for so long. 

I met her in June and we enjoyed each other’s company while she was here. We kept in contact over many months over text and the occasional Skype, and she just visited me for 2 weeks in February. Despite her having a BF, we fell in love with each other in an incredibly bizarre way (seriously beyond Hollywood), and I’m really glad I met her. She’s taught me a lot and taught me how to love.  she’s weird and off-kilter the way I would like it, super smart, really cute, and we both have the same fucked up sense of humor. She’s not all judgmental and socially conditioned. I’m a cynic and thought I liked her out of scarcity. But then I thought to myself - the week I met her I had sex with 4 girls including her. Being slightly game conditioned you think that falling in love is death. It’s really not - if you ever experience it, it’s really beautiful when you fall in love with someone and they love you back.

 Mann this girl is soooo special. She reads and enjoys this very fuckin thread! Wtf. I’ve hidden nothing from her and once a girl has read your FRs there’s really nothing else to hide.  When ever we hung out together in person we’d always hang out for 6 hours or more. The sex is incredible. I’m always incredibly incredibly horny around her. We talk about pickup and she laughs at my techniques and brings up any gamey shit I do. I blatantly tried to fuck her friend and did so much self-sabotaging shit. When I got back from the hospital - she was there. All the qualities I want a woman are in her. And I’d like to think I’ve been with enough women to know what this looks and feels like. There’s never this feeling of “damn girl just leave my place now”. Shit did i mention how much I love her. If she moves back to NYC, I’ll potentially quit the whole pimping shit to be with her if we still gel and have the same insane amount of chemistry.

That being said, while she’s away - I’m not looking to renew my VIP pornhub.com membership so I got to get out there and slang my cock.  I’m looking forward to picking up where I left off. I’m probably going to start going out twice a week starting next weekend and I’ll be underground pimping on the way to and from work.

I’d like to start writing FRs as I see myself being really hesitant to offer value which is the stupidest idea ever because I can’t remember the last time I haven’t enjoyed or she hasn’t enjoyed me coming up to her. I should literally talk to everyone.  Right now the goal is to just approach everything and be more normal, and then in the coming months build on the layers of not giving a fuck and adding the more sociopathic, bending and fucking with people’s realities sort of game I love and truly enjoy. 

And mann falling in love has been the perfect supplement to my game. I think I’ll finally be able to be more vulnerable because I highly doubt that I’ll be as vulnerable as I’ve been with the cherish compared to the other superficial flings, etc. 

I miss pickup. At the end of the day, it's kind a waste of time but definitely not if you know what I mean ;) I miss being emotionally traumatized and I miss the pain and the glory of this wonderful sport.  I miss shit like being euphoric and fuckin around, i miss the ridiculousness, I miss it. I miss the anxiety, the stress. Shit this game is so wonderfu.l Being single motivates me like no other and I’ll play it while I can. This phase of my life in regards to game - I think I can just enjoy. There really is nothing to accomplish nothing to lose. Ok maybe my text game could get better, but I'm pretty sexworthy. 

Friday 03/01/2014

New month. Same swag ;)

Head out with my buddy Will to do some vaunted day game underground. Love the social pressure of it all. Love it. I do better with wings because I’m a bit of a show-off, but I still do pretty well when I’m on my own. Eventually I’d like to come to a place where I’m just the same everywhere but the thing is when you’re with your buddies, you’re already outside of your head and you’re already having fun, etc.

I think he likes it too because I’ve sold him on the fact that if you can meet a girl in front of bored ass New Yorkers, you can meet a girl anywhere. Nothing’s easier yet harder than subway game, and that’s why Iove it.

I get a couple of approaches in. I’m for some reason nervous because Will is, instead of me dominating the environment. Note to self: Do your thing and let the others follow.

I get into the shit-talking and just rapping and flowing gold off of nothing. We get off at a stop, and I run into this cute ass ginger girl that I met 2 weeks ago when my cherish was here. The texts started off well and then I started to show a bit of my eccentric side so she lost interest. I run into her and genuinely tell her I didn’t like that she didn’t return my text messages. She said they were a little weird, but nonetheless she liked that I approached her in the subway car - as no one does that. 

I instantly seize the moment and bounce her to some green juice spot for an insta-date. This girl is so fuckin cute and I’m in my head, but I’m congruent. We sit down for an hour sharing commonalities. She then mentions that she has plans with some guy (he shares the the first name of my first roomie in NY) and it seems super weird (his name is unique) so I mention his last name and she’s like yeah its him. I’m like whoa small world. Turns out their friends from a couple years back. Luckily or unluckily we’re kind of cool - but he wasn’t a fan of me being on my player shit so to speak.

Haha I’m immensely shocked because shit it a small world. The one regret I have is not being honest, because if she’s having dinner with a guy on a Friday night at some fancy Italian restaurant, chances are he’s trying to hit it. So you might as well be honest and break the news and influence her then, instead of her being influenced later at least then she’s not as shocked. 

O well. The energy is starting to lull a bit so I bounce her towards her apartment. She mentions that her place is really messy, like disgustingly messy, so I know she likes me but she’s self-conscious. I’m honestly a bit rusty and slightly taken aback about how small the world is so I take a piss at some restaurant around the corner from her apt instead of at her house. Eventually, I walk her to her door and give her a hug. Will i see her again. Most likely as we sort of take the same train to work around the same time so yeah whatever. 

On the way back from the instadate I see a girl on the platform on the train back home. Eccentric looking cute black girl holding a bible. Anytime I see a girl that’s slightly off-beat I’m very compelled to approach her. I had a really weak opener, but that doesn’t matter - just land the plane like Julien would say. I win her over, and some old ass Polish guy who asks me to stop cursing ("it’s disrespectful to say the word SHIT in front of a girl”) starts getting angry and I sense a potential attack so I lead the girl to the other end of the platform. I don’t need to get attacked around a subway station again. Thank you very much ;) Vibe with this girl and just talk shit truly not wanting anything from her and she won’t give me her # but she gives me her churches business card and says the only way she’ll meet up with me is if I go to church to her, so I grab her phone and put my number in. An hour later she sends me a text. 

This game is weird. But homeboy still got it ;)

Good shit:

-Instadate.

Things to work on:

-Being more decisive. 

Cool dude. It takes quite a man to make a girl fall in love. Good job. And enjoy the experience. I've been in love a couple times. 

It's complicated even though I'm in love....... so I'm still pimping...

03/05/2014:

AM:

 Head out with a relative newb to pimping but really cool guy that I randomly met programming in the library. like a year ago. He’s turned into a good friend and I think my passion for pimping has transferred over to him.

Actually, my focus is on doing approaches in the morning on the way to work. I’m totally in my head in the mornings, I’m completely stifled, and very reactive to social pressure. I procrastinate all the way until one station before my job, where I get off the train a stop early, meet some girl on the platform, and I’m happy that I actually pulled off an approach. Kinda newb times, but I’m pushing the limit of my reality.  

PM:

We meet up to do some underground pimping after work as I decided to postpone a Day 2 with some girl I met last week. Before I get into the station, I see an absolute stunner of a Latina, open her up, but I’m flinching a bit, and stunners rarely reward flinching. All good. 

Proceed to do more than a shitful of approaches as I’m just trying to gear up and wipe off the relative rust after pretty much being in low gear for the last 6 or 7 months... The hope is a month or two from now, I’ll be in a different headspace and be more focused on pulling during the day.

I walk up to this stunner on the platform, she’s a hot Aussie. Tall as shit, solid 8, 8.5. NY is just loadeddd w/hotties. Convo goes good but right now my push-pull isn’t that great. My vibe most likely is man to woman, but there isn’t that spike of emotions that women love to feel which is cool. Right now, I’m actually just focused on cutting down my reaction time to open. 

I meet this redhead in a furry coat, I think that’s going to be my thing for awhile. That, and brunettes with the bob cuts and tats, Latinas, black girls, Asian girls, all girls ;). Vibe with her, am really self-amusing, don’t really give a shit, and have the perfect vibe. Did some genuine push-pull as I told her she had a wide-eyed look (she was 22) and really she was very in my frame so I didn’t care.

Hit up some more sets and continue to vibe it out. Have some awkward approaches for awhile but generally everything you could say hooks just because I know how to be congruent and interesting.

03/06/2014

No morning approaches. Totally in my head.

After work, on the way to some nerdy dev meetup, I see some French girl eye-fucking me (or so I believe). I walk over to her, introduce myself, start talking. She and her friend love me, vibe it out, but I don’t #close. Idk why i didn’t do it in retrospect. I need to start practicing text game on the reg. 

Do a couple more approaches on either the platform or subway car, not much to really note. No #s, just a lot of vibing. I am now hitting up girls in the subway car more regularly, and I think a month from now I’ll start to incorporate more BR.

Things To Work On

-Limiting reaction time - I”m really good at landing the plane, so I should stop hesitating when I’m about to approach and just start going in. I’ll get there.

-Ask for more #s : Every set. 

-Start hitting up each and every girl: I should always be approaching. Even if there isn’t a hot girl, I should approach ugly girls or girls I have no interest in talking to, just to come from the buyer frame, rather than the equal, or the seller. Besides that, hitting up everyone just puts you into that nice “giving value” zone. Pimping is a sport I respect highly and I’m always down to fine-tune my game

03/07/2014

Morning:

I was supposed to meet up with AS89 in the morning to have him push me do some approaches on the subway on my way to work but we didn’t meet up. I hesitate for a bit and I go - fuck it, you have to get over this subway hoo-doo. On my connecting train, I go up to this black girl seated in the subway car, not fully grounded and purposeful, and she says she’s not interested. I try very hard for 30 seconds to a minute to plow through, but I’m stifled as I try to tell her about myself. O mann - when you’re stifled it’s never a good look. I completely was stumped and couldn’t think of words to think.

Afterwards, i was extremely embarrassed. I told my buddy that sometimes getting rejected feels like if you took a shit on the subway and having everyone watch you take that shit, and then being forced to stand there holding that shit. Awkward fuckin times. But i felt more alive and next time i’ll approach another girl. 

After Work:

I ask my buddy Will who I pimp underground w/ to start pushing me to push the limits of what’s possible ;) Shit like going up to girls and asking “Who the fuck are you?” or tripping over on your knees before you open them. Just really stupid shit. I do this as Will is newer to game and I want him to understand that approaching/game is just embracing your fears and pushing your comfort zone. 

Go up to some HOT lebanese girl. Ok I have to open her with “who the fuck are you”. Set blows wide open,  She has a BF, but the tone is set. 

I do a bunch of approaches, but only a few are worth mentioning. One set which was really good was when I opened this girl to get her hands off the subway pole. She tells me she is a matchmaker, and I begin to berate her and I am just a top-notch asshole to her (a matchmaker hurt my feelings once), but it’s obnoxiously lovable. Turns out to be a really really phenomenal set. Get her # & escort her off the train at her stop, she’s headed uptown text her for a bit afterwards just to cement things. Would have been a pull or at the very minimum an instadate if she didn’t have anywhere to go for sure. Don’t really get back to her later in the weekend, so I have to follow up.

One approach I really liked, but was super awkward was when I pretended to fall over in front of these two girls as my opener. I don’t think the fall was convincing enough and things were super awkward. They apparently were lesbians, and the more butch of the chicks was mean as hell, but the girl I went in for was really really receptive to me as I beamed positive emotions. 

Day 2:

I met this tall black girl after an instadate last week while she was reading her Bible and said something cheeky about me being the devil. Then I went on a rant about black girls giving too much of a fuck about black guys dating white girls. Pretty much polarizing from the start and unfiltered. She wouldn’t give me her # but I demanded that she give me her phone so I could put her # in.

She seemed flaky on Wed and Thursday so I sort of ignored her, and she gave me a call randomly on Friday evening. We talked for a bit and I told her to come over, and she said she wasn’t sure blah blah. I was feeling horny and amped up so I talked to my cherish on Google Hangouts. Girl calls me and says she’s on her way, and as I’m talking to the cherish, I’m giving the girl directions on how to get to my apt. Super obnoxious and kind of fucked up, but an interesting reference experience.

She rolls by and I have her wait for me in my apartment building as I “get changed’ aka get a jacket. Just make her feel comfortable being inside my apt building at least.

Walk about half a mile to another bar and the whole time I’m being unfiltered and just being myself. This girl has no limits as I keep cracking fucked up rape jokes, and just really miscalibrated shit and she’s enjoying it. It’s a bit refreshing when you can be this unfiltered. She keeps saying “nigga, you stupid as hell” while laughing, and hearing nigga for some reason turns me on. Head into a bar, I grab us a bunch of drinks and I just shoot the shit.

While we’re sitting down, I barely escalate or do anything overly sexual. Actually that’s a lie - maybe a slight neck kiss, and intentional miscalibrated “kino”, and we even talk about me being potentially awkward and creepy. I tell her she’s free to go anytime she wants “if you stay, it’s cool”, “if you leave it’s cool”. An hour later and one round of drinks, she says “she’s not trying to get turnt up”. 

She mentions she’s a model as well as a dancer which is believable as she’s tall and lanky and kind of has that silly model-girl vibe and even sits like a model. I don’t really believe her (she is cute) but I just shrug it off sort of. Tell her we’re going to the next bar. Walk half a mile back to my place aka “the next bar” and I just continue to shoot the shit, talking shit, no overt game stuff to be honest. I’m in my head a bit, but prior experience just kind of pulls me through.

We’re back at my place. Mind you I’m super fuckin awkward, I can’t pour myself a glass of wine (don’t know where my corkscrew is), then I’m like “hmm what do i do next”, so I show her one of my web apps that I made recently. The escalation is super weird too, i kiss her on her neck and i even manhandle her to lie down on my lap. Not like that’s a bad thing, but it’s weird. I run out of ideas, so I turn on some old school Pharrell and do some bullshit halfway strip-tease. Holy fuck, it was so weird.

I quit being a dancing monkey and sit down next to her. Eventually we start to kiss on my couch. I move her over to my bedroom. More foreplay, then eventually clothes off, sex. She’s tall and the first round is awkward. Second round is much better and we both come.

Yay! my first new lay since the night I got mugged last August. Afterwards we talk until like 4 in the morning. She shows me her Instagram between rounds of sex and whoa! she’s a legit fuckin model. Like with makeup and her hair down, she’s easily a 9 and she shows me her Fashion week and a bunch of her cover shoots. It’s crazy. It’s like she hides her beauty. Turns out her bro is a pretty popular underground rapper. We bond, I tell her I’m still in love with my cherish (which I regret as this is not good game and my cherish didn’t like either). She falls asleep and I laugh to myself that web programmers aren’t supposed to fuck chicks like this. 

In the morning, she leaves my place and I try to kiss her and she’s not down to do so. I think i played this wrong, but given i’m kind of rusty, I’ll forgive myself for not being more smooth and clinical. 

Strengths:

Guess I still got it…I liked how I didn’t have to really push/pull and I just kicked super natural game..I was pretty congruent…and even played off my weird foreplay shit…This was a nice experience because it reinforced that girls like ME FOR ME. She thought that I was super fuckin weird, but she told me that she liked that I was weird and embraced it. No schtick, no gamey shit, just me being Kobe ;)

Things To Improve:

Was too lovey dovey…it’s like i’m in a cherish hangover..while we were in bed..I cold read her and she was kind of creeped out and fascinated..I also talked about us in the future which was too fast, too soon....as I told her I was going to do fucked up things to her and make her cry…Also that weird foreplay made me realize I have to review Manwhore's physicality drills.

I love being in love and being single at the same damn time. Interesting.

03/09/2014

It felt like I hadn’t taken a shower since like Friday morning, so I felt really good taking a shower before heading to my buddy’s bday dinner.

On the way there, I do a couple of approaches. I’m still kind of hesitant, but I’m still doing them. One goes decently, the other is a polite blowout. 

On the way back, i’m with my buddy, AS89, my buddy’s mom and about 4 guys and 4 girls. We all take the subway back into the city, and I ask AS89 to dare me to approach a girl in front of everyone. Why? Because I had never done it before. Go up to this girl a few feet away, and open her, she pops wide open and goodness gracious she’s super fuckin intense, and I bounce her over back to where everyone’s sitting. Tease her, just being myself, and I’m kind of not as witty as I’m slightly buzzed and on the way off the train, she does this weird thing where she flicks her business card at me when I ask for her # which has all my buddies laughing. 

This game is funny. I love the randomness, the emotional trauma, such a beautiful game. I’m still not where I was right before I got mugged, but I’m keeping close.

I must note I haven’t been super persistent in my texting. That’s the one thing really stopping me from being supremely consistent. This week I’ll be more persistent with my texts and I’ll post my threads up. 

That's a really fucked up lay report lol

So this is confusing... In the podcast I heard you talked about going on a date with this chic and as soon as you walked up to her at her car (this was the one had ex in your building)  you kissed her, and said this set the tone to be man/woman cut through bullshit. That it was no big deal.  -- It was a key point that I  had taken this to heart.

What is the difference here versus that situation. That is was a non-physical #close from day game? Versus some situation where you had sexualized the interaction like in a club with physical groping/makeout?

Boomer this is actually a very important point. When you go on a date, YES you set the agenda and start things off on the right foot. What I'm referring to here is guys that get completely stuck on "trying for the makeout". This happens later on in the interaction. 

You want to be escalating all over a woman's body, not just the 2% of her body that is her lips 

Yup at the time I thought Manwhore's criticism was harsh, but i'm glad it was harsh because I don't really try to kiss girls unless they're back at my place or at the sex location. Kissing chicks on their neck is crack cocaine for them btw.

Or maybe I'm making out just to get a more sexual vibe or get a boner to put me into a relaxed state. But yup "not going for the makeout" and just waiting it out is CRAZY effective from my experience. I can't reiterate how effective it is to just delay the instant gratification of a make out and have her wonder whether you like her or not.

03/10/2014

Start off my week with a bang. First girl I see, first train, I step up and approach her. I’m a bit nervous, and a bit unrelaxed and higher energy but I’m stoked. She’s a cutie - originally from Staten Island. Didn’t get her # - she probably has a bf but it’s all good in the hood. Fuck the results. keep doing it.

The next 3 days, I’m really out of it emotionally. I’m fucking up at my engineering internship and I’m putting a lot of pressure on myself to perform (as usual). Don’t approach for awhile

03/14/2014

Can’t remember the details of today. But i just remember approaching a lot of girls and not getting any numbers. O yeah - now i remember why. My friend dared me to go up and ask girls for their phone number right off the open - which will only happen if your subcomm is SUPER tight but statistically speaking it’s not gonna happen. Also, I’m ditching my “canned” subway opener “I’d kick myself if i didn’t talk to you”. Why? Because it’s a bit seller. Now it’s “Excuse me, Hi my name is Katalyst”. Will start to do this in BR.

03/21/2014

Meet up with my buddy after work. I see a girl walking down the stairs in the subway and she falls on her ass. I see her walk past me and I bust on her for falling down. The poor young girl has tears in her eyes, and I start to tease her a bit, get her to awkwardly hug me for a couple of times. We get on the same subway train together, I’m spitting gold, she tells me she has a BF and I get off a few stops before she does, and it seems like a solid # close. I should have pulled her to get a drink but given I was with my friend I didn’t, but I definitely should have pulled her.

We continue to do hit it up. I hit up another girl, but I’m incredibly gamey and showboat, and while it’s self-amusing, there’s no real intent. Get on a connecting train, and I run into some lawyer with a BF. There are 2 old black ladies that admonish me for giving her massive amounts of shit, but i flip it and make it fun, and even after the girl leaves, I continute to have fun w/ the old black ladies. 

I’m trying to make it a habit of approaching everyone and anyone (to come from the frame of giving value) and I’ve noticed - damn - ladies who aren’t beautiful or being loved or older are really really bitter. 

Day 2:

I get a text from this girl i met on the subway two weeks ago. Great initial interation. Text her back and forth - hit her up. You can follow the text convo over on my text thread. She’s the first convo on there.

So as soon as I get out of the subway I get a text saying that she’s rolling out. I call her ASAP and demand that she get out of her cab and that she meet me two blocks from where I met her when she cabbed. I jump into a cab, and meet up with her. 

Get out of the cab, she’s waiting on the corner for me like a dog holding a bebe’ shopping bag. Wow. The girl is cute and dressed pretty sharply. I bounce her across the street. I roll in and grab a soda water. The whole time i’m talking massive amounts of shit, really nothing of substance. It’s all surface-level emotional pimp talk. “Girl i’m going to abuse you”. She gets kind of concerned after i sort of miscalibrate with this stuff so I have her hold my boner and she goes WHOA. We dance for a bit and I’m fuckin around. I’m holding her the way Manwhore taught me how to hold bitchess :) She wants to be kissed but I will not kiss her. Fuck a kiss. I will not give her that sort of validation. 

I grab a soda water - I should mention she’s tipsy btw. She kinda gives me shit for getting a soda water, i should have gotten a beer instead. Yeah that was a slight mistake but i was being cheap. Keep talking shit, more depraved game shit that girls like.

she keeps hinting she has to be up early in the morning to look at apartments all day. I try to waste time but after 20 mins I’m bored as shit. I’m also tired as i’ve been up since 7:30 and it’s near midnight. 

I bounce her outside, these construction workers are whistling at her, yeah yeah. We try to find a cab, and she seems way more desperate than me to grab a cab as she’s running around in heels trying to get us a cab..She gets frustrated and I tell her to relax. My excuse is to tell her all i’m doing is “dropping her home”. 

Idk if this is advanced game or even good game, but I should have been putting up false barriers THE WHOLE TIME. So here I could have called my buddy and gone “Yo - where you at. I’m gonna join you in 20 mins”. Since I know she wanted to have sex or get down. 

Take the cab back to her baller ass Midtown apartment building. Nice doorman building. Baller ass shit. 

Get in, I’m a little weirded out that I’m doing this (I’m very rusty) lol so I have that surreal feeling in my eyes. Like whoaaa I’m here. Pop on her couch, take my shoes off. We’re on her couch watching some retarded shit on Comedy Central. Do this awkward kiss close shit on the couch where I manhandle the girl on my lap and then kiss her from above as she’s on my lap. It’s super fuckin weird. Lucikly this time, I call her a shitty kisser and readjust her to start making out. Making out. clothes off. We get in her bed. Start fooling around. She’s adamant that we will not have sex tonight. She was right. tons of fooling around. I was doing all types of tricky shit, but the one thing I regret not doing is adding false barriers. “I’m on my period tonight”, “I’m not that kind of guy” etc, etc.  Yeah. That sort of stuff. I like stick my dick on her and she bites me kind of hard on my lip and gets mad but I blame the lack of emotional control. So yeah I did shove my raw cock in her for a little bit BUT i didn’t fuck as in jam my dick in and out, in and out. 

More fooling around and then I let her give me a blow job for like 2 mins. I don’t really enjoy blow jobs as much as I enjoy sex so I have her stop. I eventually jerk off on her and then pass out. 

Wake up in the morning, I have my hair all over her bed. She’s a bit distant emotionally as she could probably sense I only wanted to have sex but yeah I was never really going to like her but I think i have to stop conveying these lovey kind of emotions I have with my cherish before I get in bed with girls. As in more authenticity and more sociopathic-esque gangster shit. Yeah.

Leave her place around 8am, she’s not the most pleased and i think she has buyers remorse…. 

I have to revisit why she has buyers remorse - but my hunch is that she felt things moved too fast…. (Which they did)…. I could have played it extra chill given she’s a decent girl and has a baller pad but I was all about instant gratification…

Walk back, watch Arsenal lose 6-0 to Chelsea ;( and after the game, me being tired as shit I see the fucker that mugged me get on at my stop (I usually take the subway a stop after mine and walk an extra block to my apartment). Deja vu. The last time I took the subway after fooling around with a girl I got mugged. The dude sits diagonally across from me and is eyeing me up and down, but given how tired and sleep deprived I am (like last time) I’d rather avoid conflict. Just in general, I’ve let it go anyways because deep down inside I’d kill him if you gave me a 9mm. 

BUT, I have so much going for me in life and I have a lot of potential, and he probably doesn’t AND given I am a subway specialist there’s no point in having to worry about having shit about my back hence why I didn’t fully cooperate with NYPD in the first place..

Ahh life. Nice effort w/the day 2. I’m glad I actually got her out ;) Time bridging/ securing dates/texting is my game kryptonite but hey i will get over the hump with some focus and consistent effort. 

Tuesday 04/01/2014

Kinda go on a mini hiatus as pickup isn’t the priority. I’m kind of approaching but I’m not full bang on focused about it. 

Meet up with my friend after work to do some underground pimping.

I’m lacking that cutting edge btw. Something’s lacking. Most like it’s the authentic gangster pimp shit I’m on.  I approach a ton of girls, but that means nothing.

Although there was one approach that was really worth mentioning. I go up to some girl on the train. And she’s just shooting shit test after shit test. Wow, this girl won’t stop. shit like “Why the fuck are you interrupting my book reading session”. “Why do you want to know my name”. All i had to do is spike the emotions, by saying “because I think you’re sexy as fuck - how the fuck could I not talk to you. Everything about you girl. Your lips, your style, your hair. Shit gurl - stay away from me! Get off the train, catch the next one, I need to stay focused ” with BANG on eye contact. Boom have her melt. Instead I was sort of beating around the bush!!!

Doesn’t matter how much social pressure you’re facing - you have to be authentic

Wednesday 04/02/2014

Some bs in between. Haven’t really been STEPPING.

Today me and my buddy have decided to play a game that forces us to take the right action within 3 seconds. If not, there’s a monetary consequence. This has a devastatingly positive effect on our game as I want to go back to the basics. Lowering my reaction time. When you’re on the subway, you’re always thinking about how you’ll be perceived by everyone else but when i’m at my best I just don’t give a fuck and in 6 months I fully intend on that being the norm. Just keep pushing it pushing it, pushing it. 

The goal is to do the tricky sets, like navigating thru a crowd of people to get to one girl, mixed sets, or my favorite which is approaching 2 girls within the same subway car similar to how you would do the same. 

Did a bunch of these, nothing out of the norm is really mentioning. We pushed it hard and it was good. I had one particularly funny approach that just made every one around me be silent and go WTF. 

There was a girl in the middle of the subway car, with a guy towering right over her, and a bunch of people between us. Will starts counting down from 3 and I go in, navigate thru the crowd and say excuse me to the guy. it’s really cheeky stuff. I’m not as grounded as I usually am thru the set, and the girl is fuckin stifled and quiet and is clearly uncomfortable with the social pressure. I’m a bit flightily so she’s like wtf. I can just feel all eyes around me glaring on me “yo wtf”. I’m pinging off the girl a little too much so the “flame” between us dies out. But afterwards I laughed so hard at how reality-bending the situation was. 

Continue to do a couple more difficult approaches and today is one of the best days i’ve had in pickup for a long time as I finally hit state. 

I was irritated at myself for not # closing this lawyer chick I was talking to just because I need to # close everyone and game everyone like a 10. 

Thursday 04/03/2014

Before Work:

 The weather is nice. I’m well rested. I feel good. 

I’m going to type up my morning approaches in detail, because I struggle greatly with my mornings rather than my evenings. 

Up in the morning, I’m not feeling as bold or social when my wing is around, but i have to start to really train myself to take the right action. See a girl. Draw an imaginary straight line between me and the girl. 3-2-1-Go, and I walk up to her. I think she was engaged but I ignored that. Feeling good, positive vibes, she gets off a stop earlier than I thought she would, so no # close. 

Switch trains, I’m on the platform. I think about this approach for like 15 seconds before I do it, which is enough to shove me back into my head and not be so present. Walk up to her - a really cute Dominican girl, get blown out in front of like 10 people and she’s not down to conversate.

3rd approach. There’s a girl struggling to put her necklace on. I call her a narcissist. it feels like cheating to me because I’m not a fan of situational openers but whatever an open is an open, and to be honest the most calibrated opener in a situation like that is probably going indirect to make the girl feel comfortable. But whatever, the converse of that is high risk high reward. Me and her vibe out, it’s a really cute Aussie girl. but I end up blowing my load over text. At least there’s a way back via voicemail. 

After Work: 

Shit i’m not feeling it, I’m struggling at work and I just blew my load over text. It’s getting to me, which sucks because I’ve been putting massive pressure on myself to get a result which conversely is probably making me so attached to the outcome. But mann I just need to focus on the small wins with text game, till i finally focus.

Hop on the train, headed home still out of it. I don’t feel like approaching and then 2 stops later I decide to get out and do the right thing APPROACH. First girl, I approach is in hs and I tell her I’m not trying to be the new R.Kelly. Leave that set, and seconds later I see a girl with black hair eye fuck me. Approach her , tell her “you can’t look at me and not say anything”. She smiles, I’m witty, 5 minutes later, i bounce her out the train station and seed green juice. Get out the train station - I find out where she’s from. She’s from the Czech Republic like my cherish. She’s not as hot or witty as my cherish, but one can always do with a substitute lover. I do need to stop  mentioning my cherish’s name. It’s really stupid and naive to keep mentioning her to other girls even though I love her to be honest. But i like to speak from the heart when I game. But i have to use my fuckin head. It’s incredibly naive.

So i instadate the girl and there’s a bit of a language barrier. I pay for the green juices, and she offers to pay for the green juices next time. Within 10 minutes she’s already mentioning that she wants us to meet again. Ughh. 

I get us green juices, and I eventually walk her in the direction of some art galleries as she’s a potter or some shit. She says she’s not down for that shit so I take her another route which is en route to my place in Brooklyn, which is what I need to be doing every time I bounce girls. Just going straight for the kill instead of being unsure and being some sort of social chameleon. Get on the train, talk a lot of shit to her and random strangers. Some more Katalyst show bs. Just having her really enjoy being on my island. 

Get off the train, I drop my stuff off at the apartment. She walks in hesitantly, kinda get her comfortable with my environment. 

Btw I feel like this was a big mistake. I think the better move is to do this AFTER you go somewhere else if you need to. I’ve only had one lay off an instadate and the sex location was the last spot. Just my hunch.

Drop off my stuff, we walk thru the campus near my house and she takes pictures of sculptures and shit, and me on my sculptures. Me being naive again, I bring up my cherish which is stupid and she’s curious. She keeps asking me i have a gf, she keeps asking me if i’m single. I say yes. 

I get in the bar and she offers to pay, but my bar doesn’t take cards so I just pay in cash. Ughh $30 already spent, not that big of a deal but I want to fine tune my shit ;). I figure she’ll blame it on the alcohol. We’re in the bar it’s a pretty low grade affair with some light neck kissing just to keep things super clear about being man to woman. 

Btw I should stop giving girls green juice, given that it makes them prone to want to shit. Hang at the bar for like 45 mins to an hour, more talking shit and playfully verbal teasing. The subway station is close to my house, and as I walk her back to my house, she says she really has to go back to who’s she staying with - which is a minor womp womp because she said she wasn’t doing anything that night. I walk her to the subway station and give her a hug. No need to kiss her. I want the first kiss to be in my bedroom for a reason ;)

We’re supposed to hang out on Sunday. 

Lots of errors on my part with the first one being i mentioned my cherish like 2 times…and the 2nd one being me not leaving my apt as the last stop of the Katalyst tour. I know my game could be tighter and in the coming months it will be, but naivety killed me today. 

No complaints though, I did bring a girl that I met in the subway all the way to my house AFTER feeling like shit by myself, so I can take pride in the fact that I did execute the program. Well done Katalyst, well done. 

04/04/2014

Before Work:

More detailed morning approaches:

A little bit of flinching, but I do two approaches.

- I approach a girl with a book in her hand. I wasn’t present and CLEAR in my intent, so i talk to her for a bit, and it’s wobbly and she says she has to read.

- Next train, there’s a cute French/Spanish lady with bright red lipstick that’s a little older. She loves that I came up to her. I should have probably gotten her # wtf. But i bitch out instead and head straight to work. I think this whole “perfect set, perfect approach” mentality i have is fucking me up really bad. 

After Work - Instadate:

Meet up with my hacker buddy and I come to find out he also went on an instadate as well. I’m really happy for him because he’s just started approaching and he’s already started to kill it.

He got shoved in his head 5 times on Wednesday when we met up so today I was challenging him to exact revenge on me. He has me run into a bunch of sets, I do the same thing with him. This shit is GREAT for taking action. 

He has me approach a 4 - something I actually really struggle with because it’s hard for me to vibe with a less than unattractive girl, but the whole point of this is to game every girl like a 10 for the reference experience and to train myself to not want anything EVER. It goes kinda well, but I think the girl knew my heart wasn’t into it. Then this fucker has me go back  and approach this cuter married girl that was sitting in the same row as this girl. I’m really resistant but as he begins to countdown I say fuck it and do it. I think the married lady could tell that I didn’t want to do it, because it felt so sociopathic but I did it anyways. It was nerve wracking as fuck and sociopathic but fuck it - i have to push my comfort zone. 

He continues to make me do a lot of tricky shit, one of them being a Russian girl on one of our less favorite trains, and I walk up to her and these 3 black dudes start instantly laughing their ass off and everyone’s like wtf. I stick it out, really oblivious to everything, and I get her #. Yes. really cute girl. Fingers crossed, i can flip it and get her out. 

I push him into a bunch of sets and he does too. I meet some girl with georgia that’s like a 7 and out of the corner of my eye I see a fuckin stunner. Like a true done up 9. The whole time i’m having some boring, politically correct convo with the 7 that eventually fizzles out due to lack of chemistry. I tried and tried and tried but sometimes you can’t just manufacture chemistry. I tell my wing about the hot girl and a stop before we get off, he makes me approach the other girl in front of the 7 i was previously talking to. It went surprisingly well as I was authentic albeit a little seller but she really enjoyed it. I was so mad I didn’t get her # as she said it never happened to her and she was from Orlando. Mann guys this girl was so fuckin hot. I was pinching myself that I didn’t prematurely ejectulate. 

Me and my buddy call it wraps after our hour-long subway session. I’m headed to my parents house in Jersey, and I do a bunch of approaches in Penn Station. 

This has been a really good week in terms of self improvement for me and my wing, and i’ve really had my comfort zone fuckin pushed hard. 

Soon I want to start doing BR on the subway, but I’ll field test that stuff at night for a little while and get it a little bit calibrated as it’s incredibly unnecessary during the day time, but that’s the sort of stuff I was doing right before I got mugged and I had pretty devastating results with it. 

Monday

Morning

Coming from my parent’s house, I approach a girl on the platform as I’m headed to work. Still riding last week’s epic momentum. Set was going good, but my complaint is that there was no commitment. No commitment, which is something I have to really be implementing in my game. Always having that never say die attitude, being a hard closer and being persistent. That’s what separates the elite from the rest - calibrated persistence. However, I was happy that I went straight in no complaints.

Evening

After my 1st approach which was meh I don’t end up doing anything, 

Tuesday

Excellent excellent morning. Not in terms of results, but in terms of ACTION. One of my most intense mornings and if I stick with pushing it hard, it should be my new norm -Excellent morning though. I was incredibly fucking nervous through all of my approaches

1st approach is this half ass approach black girl.

My 1st approach is a half-ass weak lame approach with this black girl. Was nervous and stifled and wasn’t clear in my intent.

2nd approach - I compliment a hottie on the train with stylish shoes. Another shitty approach

3rd approach. Packed train, go in loud on two Italian tourists. As i’m opening, I’m so nervous that I’m literally shaking. Like i’m holding the pole, and shaking with fear and anxiety nervous. I can’t remember doing this since I was a virgin that hadn’t kissed a girl back in the day. I was nervous but because I have wittiness and humor sort of on auto-pilot, I manage to ride that thru to the end. Mann if I die of stress early, it will certainly be from pickup mann. 

Evening

Crazy stressed coming from work. I did about like 5 approaches today. Holy shit. I can’t remember what’s what

still do about like 5 approaches. Can’t remember what’s what - I just remember being incredibly fuckin stressed coming from work.

Was irritated with my last approach because me and the girl talked for like 20 minutes after I situationally opened her, and I was just spitting pure gold, but i didn’t grab her #. Although I wasn’t in to her like crazy at the very least I should have gotten her # to at least practice. GAME EVERY GIRL LIKE A 10!!

Wednesday

- No morning approach ;( Massive flinching. Fuckin irritated. There’s one train I take that puts me in my head ALL the time, and now come think of it, I will always take that route until I stop flinching. Maybe because the train’s a little blacker, or maybe it’s my old route, idk, but it’s a train I want to conquer my fears for. 

Come back from work, think I get an approach in or so.

Day 2:

Felt more like a day 3, since I already had instadated her from approaching her in the subway last week, and bringing her back to my apartment within an hour of approaching her. She doesn’t have a phone, and her English is poor. Ha! No crazy text game neede

Have her meet me at my spot, she gets to my house around 8:30 - the girl is wayy cuter than I remember - which is something that ALWAYS happens with me. Greet her in my shorts and a bullshit t-shirt.

I get dressed in front of her on purpose, allow her to enjoy the temple that I call my body ;). She’s a little nervous that I’m gonna fuck her right then and there. 

Take her to a bar about 5 minutes away from my crib that my bestie recommended, nice spot - might be my new Day 2 spot. Roll in, get us a pair of drinks, talk shit to everyone around me, the bartender, the 3 cute girls seated right next to her (I introduced myself to the girls by saying that I was taking out my daughter for a drink) - just pure cockiness. She gets us a 2nd round of drinks. Very minimal physicality besides two neck kisses here and there. I have experience, I’m an “advanced” pick up artist so I know how to manage an interaction. 

As we’re leaving, she catches me fixing my hair in the mirror, and I play into that overly narcissistic vibe that I have around girls, that they love. I do love myself - I’ve come a long way in self development. I should love myself. 

I tell her we’re going to another bar, and as we’re passing my place, I open the gates to my building’s brownstone and she’s kind of hesitant like “Really! We’re going here?” and I go yea I’m going to DJ at my place for you. 

We get inside, she’s insecure about whether or not other roomies are here - I tell her no and tell her to relax. She grabs an orange, while I awkwardly do my mating dance. I look at her, and she grabs my head and starts making out with me. Haha. 

Keep kissing, get in my bedroom, clothes off, music on, absolutely no resistance - she’s wetter than a summer pool in the middle of July ;) Bang her for like 2 hours. 

Now I barely kiss girls until we’re at the sex location. When you learn that you have everything in control and your subcomms, you might as well play with the suspension…let the ending of the movie end on your bed. Gotta credit Manwhore for drilling this vibe into me. It’s something I struggled to as I would fall into the instant gratification of the situation

Thursday

Morning

My first train to work I flinch on, the 2nd train I meet this lovely girl with a bf. I was spitting absolute fuckin gold and I had bang on eye contact. It felt really good to talk shit and she was a bit confused logically as to where to go when she was getting off the train.

Evening

Go to soccer, on the way back I grab this copywriter’s # in my smelly smelly soccer clothes, and then I run into this chick who knows my friend from Seattle pretty well. hot chick, who gives me nothing to work with and a ton of shit. I push her buttons a bit but I’m not quite as centered and I don’t have that crystal clear gangster game that I was running late last year. That’s the main focus in my game this year - getting a really solid grasp of text game, and then pretty much perfecting the whole push game combined with BR. An effective 1-2-3 knockout combo. Maybe 1-2-3-4 will be going to see a sports psychologist to work out some inner game issues. yes 1-2-3-4 combo.

Friday 

Morning

I was going to flinch on the way to work, but then there’s this cutie that I approach going for a morning job. When I approach - everyone looks at me and it gets dead silent. I mention this to the girl and she has a laugh. She has a bf but it’s all good.

Evening

Coming from home I meet this lovely girl originally from Ohio. Lots of shit talking and intense eye contact throughout the set, and teasing her for being a Basic Bitch. Some good chemistry, and we’ve been texting back and forth. Let’s see how that turns out…..

Night:

Night 1 of my first full weekend out in SEVEN MONTHS. 

Head out on my solo shit. On the subway do a couple of approaches, but I don’t have that winning mentality that is required to bend these chicks over. As in i’m not really pushing it hard enough. All good. 

Roll into some venue, it’s going relatively meh. Nothing’s really going all that great. My BR is incredibly off. Roll into 2nd sort of mid-top tier venue, and i’m not feeling the vibe of it. 

3rd venue, a little difficult to get in as well as small and I’m in my head so I’m not really going up to girls, but luckily I’m on my solo shit, so the doorman lets me right in. 

First set, muster some willpower, go BR on a 21 year old chick. Instantly move her from her couch to another part of the venue. She complains that I’m manhandling her and really aggressive. I tell her I haven’t been out in 7 months. #radicalhonesty. She asks me why - I tell her I’ve been busy with getting my shit together which at the moment I am. Vibe with her, dance kind of foolishly to the good music playing. Really good vibes. I’m a little uncalibrated with the pushes, as she’s a little intimidated and unsure of herself. Keep moving her around - she’s here with her yuck ass friend who’s fatty that I don’t want to deal with which was a big mistake. Move her around, have a light make out, just to create some sexual tension, but even looking back I’m regretting this. No kissing girls until they’ve been pulled.  I excuse myself to go to the bathroom to create some space, and as I come back into the venue, I see her with her friend and I go straight to the bar. Grab a drink and by the time I come back she’s gone. It felt like a pull given it was a 20 minute set, but I was probably too on the prowl for her. 

All good. Just enjoy myself, am a little flustered as this is a small venue and you don’t really want to go on a pickup ramage in these sort of sceney social circle kind of venues. Actually that doesn’t matter but yeah. 

20 minutes later, roll into some tipsy Lebanese chick. Run a ton of push game on her, lol accuse her of being a Muslim terrorist, and joke that her dad runs a halal stand. haha just fucked up funny shit. Push her over on a couch. She says she’s in a relationship, but I’m riding my luck. Ride it out until the venue is closing down, which is like around 4:30. Grab my coat with her and play the lucky stalker card. Her friend is trying to get pulled and drags her away with the dude and I go home with dry cock.

Come think of it, I made the same mistake twice tonight. Didn’t meet the friends. Meet the friends, talk shit and win them over. You’re Katalyst! The coolest dude she’ll ever meet! Why hide? Kind of a newbie/intermediate mistake to a degree! All good. More nights to go!

Saturday

I fuckin love nights like these. Those kind of nights, when you have like a 95% blowout ratio, and then BOOM!

Meet up with the trusted old-school wing Turok. Haven’t seen the kid in months. He’s definitely got a great chill Alex-game vibe with him, while I’ve always wanted to be the more intense, run around like a chicken with his head off vibe. He has a more natural game vibe to him, I’ve got a more gamey vibe to him. 

We go to some shitty bro dive bar that i went to with buddahgames a couple of months ago. Funny enough, tonight was literally a fuckin EXACT mirror of that night (07/07/2013). Crazy scary how it was almost the exact same sort of night to be honest. 

I hate these bars, but hey! it’s a great place to practice my raw BR skill set. I probably get blown out like 25 times to be honest. Turok was just looking at me like “you fuckin retard, why do you open like this? Just be yourself and open the smooth way!” But I like the challenge of learning a new skill set, and I know when calibrated how devastating the BR, loud vocal tonality sort of game can be. Really devastating, and I need to get comfortable with that and internalize it. I’m having a shitty night, and I need to take a shit. I mean my BR is just off. Combine that with girls that for the most part aren’t really my type - which is really a faggy thing to say given my cherish used to go to a similar sort of bar like this in Harlem, it’s absolute bullshit. Blow out blow blow out. Turok does provide some good feedback as he tells me my BR is off and he helps me correct it, but for the most part i’m being a tool. 

Eventually he pairs off with some cute Asian girl he ends up banging, and I run off around 2. As i’m leaving, i see this cute girl in line. Open her, and eventually her and her 3 other friends follow me to another venue. 3 of the girls are cute, and then there’s the overconfident fat girl with a sweater around her waist and the most ugly boots that’s just killing the girls. We end up waiting outside the other club for like 20 minutes, and I’m not even fun as I just want to get stamped in and roll down the street to take a dump.

Finally get in. Get my stamp and I roll down the street and release the poop. Ahh it felt so fuckin good. 

Roll back, at this point it’s like 3:15. I’m completely shoved in my head as I’m on the rooftop. Roll around, blowout blowout, blowout. All pretty much BR and lack of entitlement even when I manage to open properly. Eventually, I hook this cute Filipina chick. That goes alright until I tell her I almost blew my load when I saw her haha. She’s like wtf and kind of believes me. 

O wellz. Roll up on this tall blonde, and go in extra aggressive, and she’s drunk and later I find out also on molly. Pop her open, she’s like “I’m XYZ, I’m fuckin famous bitch, do you know who the fuck I am?”. I clearly am turned on by this psycho behavior. and 2 minutes later we’re in a tight physical embrace and I have relaxed boner times. Ta-da! I hit state at 3:30. Talk shit, and we banter back and forth. 

Eventually she runs off and keeps flirting with other guys, and I talk to her 2 friends who are married. One of the girls is talking my ear off about feeling bad for being rich. We end up talking for 20 minutes as I watch my target flirt with other guys. I tell the girl to not feel bad about it, and just vibe with her and she really really ends up liking me. Almost to the point, where she’s like “Yo! Who do you have eyes for in this venue - I want to help you!”. I respond " I like your friend!” So she goes up to her friend and starts talking to her as my target is in a tight physical embrace with this other black guy. Eventually her friend drags me over to me, and I just play the waiting game. She continues to run around flirting with other guys, I play it cool and chat to her friends. I’m part of the team ;)

I lead them out the bar and hail the four of us a cab. In the cab, they proceed to interview the shit out of me, all the way to one of the girl’s apartments which is in a fancy spot next to the Gramercy Hotel. They really really seem to like me. It might be the molly, but these girls are so logical I think they would have liked me otherwise. Dope ass building. Fuck me - rich people be living mann. I’m really inspired. Nice ass apartment, and these girls seem like the type of people that don’t take the subway.

So it’s the four of us, just chilling out, and they’re still really interested in me and ask me if I want to do some molly. I’m good. We’re there until like 4:45, and now it’s back to three of us. The other girl says she wants to run around with her dog haha, so I’m paired off with my girl. 

Get back to her nice 1 bedroom apartment in the East Village. Chick is a chef turned lawyer. Hmm nice long-term prospect. A little bit older - 33 but has this youthful vibe to her. Chill out, start kissing, clothes off, i tell her I’m on my period after she mentions how cocky it is that I bring a condom into bed, and then finally fuck till about 6:30 in the morning. 

I leave her place at 8 and I laugh at how she’s practically knocked out unconscious. 

The weather is nice and I walk past hordes of Liverpool supporters and feel good. Just realized this was like the last time I had a one night stand last July. Feels good to be back! Yayyy sex! haha  

Sunday

Lol this journal is like a primer on my dating life but whatever. Hang out with 23 year old Czech girl again.

As soon as you said "Shitty dive bar" I stopped reading. 

LITERALLY the text I got from Turok the next morning was, "Dude, that bar you introduced me and katalyst to is a hidden gem. Consistently hotter girls than Lebain, without the door" 

That "shitty bar" is probably one of the best kept secrets in manhattan fyi

You're such a club snob ; )

"I clearly am turned on by this psycho behavior." hahaha I LOL'd so hard - so true

Solid lay report mang

Haha I am absolutely a club snob. I fuckin hate that bar.  It's the absolute worse!!!

BROS ON BROS ON BROS. Ughh. You're right they're hot girls but they're of the sorostitute mold mann. And they're at best 8s, and maybe the odd 9 which is like most venues.

I mean, at the end of the day it's perfect for you and Turok and I'm actually gonna continue to roll with you guys to use that bar as some fucked up social guinea pig experiment until like 2:00 - 2:30. No excuses. You know me baby ;) - I hit up anywhere I go ;)

The more I do this game shit, I realize you got to play to your strengths and the kind of girls I like and vibe with just don't go to those sort of bars. It's just a fact.

But really, as the three of us get better at game shit, there's no reason why we shouldn't be regulars at 1Oak, Marquee, No.8, Avenue, Up & Down, etc. Yes, it's all sceney bullshit and a complete hassle to get in, but i like the challenge of hitting up the snooty 9s.

For those not familiar with the NYC club circuit - this bar we're talking about is the equivalent of going to some shitty dive bar in Vegas instead of XS or Pure. 

LOL

you're so annoying sometimes

Pottedflowers are you Buddhagames on rsd?

I haven’t really been on my shit. I’m in some weird short-term mating mode. But I am snapping out of it. I have to stay hungry. I did approach for the most part every day - although I think i punked out 2 mornings. I’m absolutely certain that the social pressure is making my game much tighter, and soon I’m really implementing the more gangster/BOSS Daddy shit. 

Tuesday 04/15

Meet up with the homie Will after work after he fell for a chick pretty hard ;)

Today I’m really taking the piss and fuckin around. I’m opening girls in a british accent and telling them my name is Sherlock.

Tons of sets. 

One set is really worth mentioning:

There’s a cute Italian looking girl sitting down. I open her with my faux British accent and then just start fucking around. She’s already hooked and shit tests me “How often do you approach girls on the subway”. I tell her all the time expect for holidays. She’s instantly hooked after I pass her shit test and i see her look at my cock as I stand over her and she opens her legs. It was super ON. Just me sharing good good vibes and I’m present and I talk a lot about getting into the zone and the social pressure of subway approaches. I take down her # and go for the instadate but she said she was meeting up with friends for drinks. Been texting her, but as shit currently goes w/my texting it’s been awkward. I also think girls are less forgiving with me because I come in so HARD in person - so if my text game is weak it’s really incongruent if you know what I mean...

Friday Night 04/18

Head out to meet up with the bestie AS89.

I had the best set I’ve ever had in a long time on the subway on the way to the club, just as far as spiking emotions is concerned.

Night starts off with me on the subway platform berating these 2 girls for being drunk dogs. They weren’t hot but I was talking a lot of shit. Afterwards, roll up on some Spanish chick, and start running push game on her. wasn’t the greatest, but the wheels are starting to turn. 

Catch my connecting train, and I immediately open a girl wearing a faux fur jacket and a short skirt sitting on the subway bench. She gives me a weird look, and I start to berate her for being elitist, and then she says that the map of Africa is Texas then Florida. I call her a fuckin idiot, and the guy next to her goes “It’s Africa!”. She feels bad, and I tell her to stand up, and she complies. I then call her a slut for going out on Good Friday. Just push after push after push. Verbal punching bag game. haha. She’s really really hooked and I manage to ride this wave. She keeps saying “you’re such an asshole, but it’s so entertaining”. I am beaming positivity at her so it’s just not some menacing shit anyways. For me this is how game is fun, when I get to call random girls sluts within 5 minutes of meeting them. 

We hop on the train, and I continue to berate her for being a slut amongst other things. It’s really funny. It’s just push push push, then hug. Everyone around us are looking at us and kinda perplexed and I see other girls sitting down in the immediate vicinity looking at me with just a blank “come fuck me” look  because I’m so expressive and in the zone. Game can be bizarre.

I bounce her off the train hand in hand, grab her #, and she’s so cooked. Logistics didn’t work out but this screamed off an instant pull. 

Roll up to the club and it’s fuckin Disneyland outside. TONS of hot girls. I can’t really process it. Walk around, it takes me awhile to get in the zone and get used to the music. AS89 is nowhere to be found, so I’m solo once again ;)

About around 1am, roll up to this girl. Get in her face, she does something slightly aggressive back to me and then the set hooks. Talk mad shit to this girl. Talk about masturbation habits, pretty much I’m radically honest and she’s on laughing gas. I also call her a slut for being in the club on Good Friday. Massive amounts of shit-talking. It’s a really low-key affair, I’m just shooting the shit. Dance for her a bit. Go to the bar, and girls are hitting on me when i merge sets and introduce her as my girlfriend. 

After I grab some water, she introduces me to her friend and she tells me she wants her friend to get pulled. Thanks to the wise sage Manwhore for telling me this - I know this is code for “I want to get laid tonight!”. ding ding. Once she says this, I’ve already started to plan that I’m going to come back to the club after I fuck her and bang another girl. Literally I had this thought floating in my head before i had even pulled. Do the requisite neck kiss, and intense stare down without kissing her.  She says she’s tired, and after some convening times with her friends and me dancing like an aloof idiot, she says she’s leaving so I just follow her out the club.

Her friend is paired off with some bro, and they all have their coats, but my coat is in coat check. I cut the long line for coat check and immediately grab my coat because I want to fuck 2 girls tonight. 

Walk outside. She lives a couple a blocks away from the club AND lives by herself. Her friend is walking ahead with the other guy about 30 feet ahead of us. The whole frame is “we’re trying to get your friend laid” so I tell her we should walk on the opposite side of the street.

Get to her door, after a 10 to 15 minute walk. I ask her if she’s single. She says yes and I say phew! I can’t talk to girls with boyfriends anymore because I fell in love with a girl with a BF. True story but I’m just reinforcing that I don’t give a fuck about normal social conventions which she knows. The whole time I’m just talking a bunch of shit. So we’re at her door and she’s fumbling thru keys. I’m a bit anxious at the moment, not because of the pull but because I can hear a rat rummaging through the garbage nearby and i’m deathly afraid of mice and rats. 

Maybe she senses this and she goes “Ok it’s nice to meet you”. I know this is a shit test, but I tell her I really have to pee. Door unlocked, inside her apartment. Boom. I text AS89 I’ve pulled while I piss. Nice 1 bedroom - I’m kind of jealous. 

So I walk up to her as I take my coat off and tell her I have to leave. Then I kiss her, run some more push on her. Slam her on the bed, kiss her for like 15 minutes and take my time. She’s a bit antsy because she says her parents are flying in from California for an Easter weekend brunch with her at 10am. I just continue talking shit. Eventually shoes come off. Eventually everything else comes off and I put on my sex playlist via Soundcloud on my phone. 

Match Set. Vagina. About a 60 to 75 minute set

Part 2: 

The sex was kind of bad - she was all Type A and really wanted to go to sleep and was a bit emotionally distant during sex but it’s all good. At least I came.  Finish. Grab her # and walk down the street. It’s about 3 am right now and I  open 2 girls, but they’re not that hot. and as I’m crossing the road I see a HOT petite Latina chick walking past a NYPD van. I’m in full nimbus mode, she brushes me off, I keep talking shit and flip the set around. Eventually bounce her 10-15 minutes back to the first club I was at. I find out that she was on her way home and she was super mad. 

Get back to the first club to meet up with AS89. Latina chick is a bit reserved. I’m a bit uncalibrated with her and run the same sort of retarded game that I ran on girls in the 1st half of the night. She’s still compliant because she’s by herself but she’s not pleased that I call her slut, etc, etc. This was really stupid of me. Given the type of feisty chick she was, and her background AND given that she was by herself - there was no need to spike the emotions. All i had to do was walk the dog home. Literally just walk the dog home. But instead I wanted a grand slam.

It was still a good set - but she told me I was just too crazy for her. end of the night, I seed an after party but she was extremely hesitant about everything from a neck kiss to me forcing her to touch my ass or call me Daddy or any of the other ridiculous shit I was having fun with tonight. She ends up walking home.

My regret was not slow playing this one and being super super chill and just being a normal guy. It was in the bag. Not gonna beat myself up over it BUT you got to recognize when to slow play vs. fast play.

OR I could have just pawned her for another girl. Which i should have done and I did but she was doing her absolute best to cockblock and I felt empathetic. 

Saturday night 04/19:

Head out solo. Nuts are drained after having sex with my current bottom bitch - this Czech girl I met 2 weeks ago in the subway. I also haven’t taken a shower since Thursday night. I enjoy emulating a scumbag even though it’s kind of gross. 

Roll up on a 2 set leaving the club I’m about to go into. Go in a bit BR, it’s bad, and they blow me off initially but then I talk and flip the set. I’m becoming actually pretty good at this and it makes me wonder why I don’t just go in BR and flip the set. Turn them around and walk them into the club they apparently got rejected from. Get them in and start giving me a ton of shit for blowing me off. 

The 2 set are from London and are leaving town on Monday and staying at the target’s friend's bro’s house. Idk if those are ideal logistics but something tells me stick with it. My target is super fuckin cute. Brunette originally from Milano with bangs. 

Not much to note here. We’re on the dance floor all night. I neck kiss my girl several times. Actually there is shit to note here. I should have went for the threesome. The girl’s friend was trying to meet guys and even bought me a strong ass vodka drink. I just wasn’t even in that paradigm but come think of it - I’m ready for it. 

We hang out all night on the dance floor. Dudes are hitting up my girl like crazy and a couple of random guys come up to me and ask me for my name. I’ve never been in a set where so many guys came up to my girl like EVER. It had to be at least 5 times that night - but to be fair she was like the hottest girl in the club. It’s getting late, like 3am, they head to the bathroom I’m just chilling out - and I approach these 2 older chicks. Hook them and have them game me while my girls are coming back from the bathroom. Merge the two sets, and just shoot the shit and just sort of enjoy seeing the new set of chicks squirm and my target feel a bit flustered. My girl’s the hardest for sure and I make the decision to sick with my girl. It’s always nice to reinforce the “I AM THE PRIZE” mentality into my head. 

Eventually leave with the 2 girls - we go to another venue, but it’s closed. Totally wished I had gotten here earlier and gotten in, potentially could have pulled, had the other girl found someone to pair off with. But at the end of the day, ITS MY FAULT for not going for the threesome. But it’s all good. 

End up taking a cab with them to their place where they say there’s a bar downstairs from where my girl’s friend bro lives. We get there and they say its closed. My girl’s friend hugs me good night and I’m paired off with my girl outside. We hang out for 10 minutes, and talk, we make out - but it’s bullshit. Makeouts that aren’t inside the sex location are bullshit. We exchange #s and I go home with dry dick. 

I was a bit peeved I didn’t push it harder, but yo my nuts were like drained. No need to be a fuckin sex addict.

I should have went for the threesome though. 

It's funny reading this because threesome is just where my mind goes lol. If you're escalating on both of them it does several things: it sets you up as a guy of really high value who has balls, it takes away the awkwardness of having a third wheel, it makes gaming easier in ways because its you set it up right the girls do a lot of the work/gaming. In this situation I'd actually be thinking that the threesome just seems easier

You don't have to remind me :(.  Both girls really liked me and my target's friend mentioned she never had sex with a guy like me before sooo yes I'm still kicking myself when I think about it. But fuck it - there will be many more opportunities for me to emulate the threesome shit that you, Jeffy, and Manwhore be on. Mentally I'm definitely ready for it now.

I think that's the thing when you're getting back into game shape after taking a break to focus on purpose, your inner game for the most part is solid, but most of the mistakes you make come down to slow outer game reflexes, and slightly more socially conditioned thought paradigms.....

yeah I have no doubt you'll keep hitting your goals homie, your display of determination speaks for itself. The thing I'm trying to get across with the threesomes is that its not necessarily more difficult or advanced than what you're clearly already going through. It's just a little mindset adjustment, a lateral move; not some epic breakthrough. Food for thought

Quick Update:

I’ve become extremely lazy. My brain is in full short-term mating mode. Like I remember when the Tyler video on that came out - I was like this is a bunch of bullshit. First time I really experienced it was when I went on my 8 pulls in 8 nights romp. I couldn’t do work for like a week and a half. I just couldn’t. I was like mindblowingly lazy and unfocused. This time around I get work done - but it isn’t FOCUSED the way I need to be - especially on the weekend. Eventually, I know i’ll crack out of it once the high of sleeping with girls completely wears off. I am very sure of this as I’m taking EXTRA steps to get rid of external validation. It doesn’t really effect my in-field game to the degree it fucks my text game up BAD. BUT yeah this is something that isn’t talked about enough in the community. The power of validation. 

 Gotta take a “hiatus” from game to get the purpose on track. Sometimes I seriously feel like I’d be like a millionaire if I didn’t do game. That could be a lie, it couldn’t be. If I continuously keep expanding my comfort zone long-term in my professional life and social life, I should turn out to be a pretty happy guy in my early 30s. Like 5 years from now - I’ll be able to look at this journal and go “damn you put your work in". Just depends on how gracefully I execute.

I also lost my cherish and she’s know relegated to friend status. Her BF isn’t cool with her talking to me anymore. Kinda hurts - but given she reads this journal from time to time, I think she realized how fucked my psyche is. 

Which brings me to the point. I want to be the most open and honest guy. Like in my last FR in this sequence, I talk about how I told this girl what I do on the subway (she asked me) after we had sex and she wasn’t too happy with it. Idk. I’ll type up my thoughts in more detail later but this is an issue that’s going to be at the forefront of my brain as I start to delve deeper into the more Machivellian sort of tactics, because my shit is too Disney-land and positive for these girls. It works for me and my cherish as we’re both sort of naive, and pure of heart, but a lot of the 8s and 9s I’ve met are kind of jaded and respond more to the “fucked up shit”. 

Friday 04/25

I head out with montaigne, my current roomie and my primary summer wing about 2 years ago. We haven’t been out together in like 1.5 years. Roll out, I pop open a 2 set on the subway. We vibe with the girls. Initially I’m paired off with the Asian girl and he’s paired off with a white girl. Me and the Asian girl have like nothing in common and given I didn’t really go in BR or I didn’t push, it was the most boring, logical shit ever. I hop on the train, I open another girl - who is a bit weirded out by this, but I kinda just want to get the party going. She was a basic bitch so it didn’t happen, but as we got off the train, I re-initiate the initial set I opened. 

I call the white girl a slut for no reason, and she starts laughing in shock, she calls me a man-slut in return, and we sort of vibe it off. Yes…this is what I want. I want shock laughter, and I want the girl to feel something. I’m also extremely honest and unfiltered with her so she was digging that. High emotions (you don’t have to call her a slut) + radical honesty is a powerful one-two combo. Combine that with some BR and masculine intent = wet vagina. Her logistics are she’s from out of town and she’s staying with boring ass Asian friend. 

The four of us hop on a connecting train, and I kinda want to merge sets, so I pop open a 3 mixed set from Spain on the train. Talk shit to all of them and then hone in on my target. I didn’t play this set as good (i didn’t figure out her logistics fast enough) as I wanted to but I did what I could.

Get into a good venue with Montaigne - this place fell off a bit but now it’s really good again. Props to the management. Roll in, talk shit, and one of the first sets I do is like immediate fireworks. Girl jumps into my arms and pretty much wants to tongue me down ASAP. Me not wanting to tongue girls down in the venue AND make them wait is good 95% of the time. When is it bad? In my opinion, if the girl is drunk and high-energy, just tongue her down ASAP and get her horny. When she’s drunker or on Molly her attention span is 1/2 as good as she is when she’s sober - meaning basically it’s nothing. It starts off really intense and I know I can’t keep this momentum up so I drag her over to the bar. As we’re headed to bar she gets a text from her friend and wants to go meet her outside. she’s like “wait for me”. I know it’s stupid to wait for her so I go on and do my thing. Don’t see her again.

Not really an eventful night. I don’t think I hit state which for me is “relaxed boner” times. O yeah now I remember why - it’s because I was practicing BR all night so it felt massively incongruent. So nothing really stuck stuck - but those kind of nights are good for the soul. Especially when you’ve been on a mini-run and start to get spoiled by the validation, you start to expect shit, so those nights you don’t close are really fuckin good. Yeah - I think my BR was pretty good at the end of the night, but then once again, in the 4th quarter everything is good, if you’re cool. But yeah - pretty much an off night. I didn’t run into Montaigne - i think he said he pulled around 2 ;)

Saturday 04/26

Meet up with my bestie AS89 and his homie Curren. Initially I’m solo for like an hour, so I’m opening sets in the street and stuff. I meet these 2 Australian girls. Lol. I bounced them right after some black girl was angry at me for calling her a prostitute or dog or something because she was standing on the corner. Incredibly uncalibrated, but I roll right up to the 2 Australian girls and tell them that I’m their pimp and their cool with it and I’m like “See? That black girl on the corner is working for me right now ”. Black girl is super angry at this, but I think everyone knows I’m joking. Ha ha ha. I’m out of state at the moment - but for me what immediately gets me into state is leaning into my edge which is showing massive amounts of INTENT and being extremely honest. Which is what girls like, and keeps things exciting for me. That’s what works for me. They really like it, and they ask me where I’m going - so I’m like “yeah, XYZ club”. 

We’re standing in line for like 10 minutes, and they become all insecure and impatient so they eventually leave. Ughh. Stand outside this club on my solo shit like a dog for 30 mins. No go. 

Eventually AS89 hits me up and I meet up with him. 

There was a girl that was standing on these lights and I called her a slut. Her shit test was to come over and pretend to hit me with her shoe which I massively flinched for so it failed. Thing is - if you’re going to call her a slut - you better be ready to deal with the impending storm. I’m irritated because I don’t really flinch these days while I’m in set since I’m always the one trying to provoke shit in the first place so I start opening sets pretty aggressively. 2nd set hooks and we bounce the girls 3 blocks to another club.

Get in the club, it’s a pretty tight room, so it’s gonna be a more “strategic” sort of night. Also it’s more sceney and the door is tough so this is a more of hubs, and merging sets and all that stuff. Which is what I end up doing. 

Build up a hub of hoes, and play jealousy plotlines alongside AS89. Go from old 40 something year olds, to nerdy Indian girl, to married 30 somethings to reopening some Turkish 3 mixed set. 

I initially open the Turkish mixed set which has 2 girls and 1 guy. The girl I initially open is there with her lover or whatever, and she’s like “o meet my friend”. usually I’m like fuck you  - I’m not about charity but her friend is hotter so I’m like yeah. Pull her out. Start amping up the sexual vibe. She’s really nervous etc. She wants to kiss me but I’m only about neck kisses. Thing is I felt like I overdid the neck kisses. I wanted it more than she wanted it. So after like the 2nd kiss, she’s like “I’m not going home with you”. But it was a sort of weird one. Usually it’s like “ah ha! You want my dick”. But this one was bad because afterwards she was like i’m going back to my friends. 

So i spend the next half hour, reopening previous sets, opening new girls and getting the pieces of the hub back into sync next to the Turkish girl. Having the time of my life, dancing away making the girls extremely happy.

Reopen the Turkish girl. Dance with, isolate her 10 mins later a couple of feet away from her friends. Cool - her RAS is solely on me. I cold read her and tell her she’s stressed. Immediately afterwards she melts in my arms and tells me she’s stressed from exams. Ok - I should be radically honest way sooner in set. 

Time is now 3:30. She says she has to go. Me playing a more “alex” style of game - play the whole “walk them out the front door” sort of situation. I don’t really like this strategy for a number of reasons. It’s more reactive than proactive AND it doesn’t suit my style. I meet girls, amp their emotions, and like to pull them quick. They know what’s going on, and I know what’s going on. No one is a victim ;)

I hurry to coat check to grab my coat and I follow the three of them out the venue. They play the whole “dude is following us out the venue” frame. I eventually grab my girl and tell the friends “just 2 seconds”. I even get denied for her #. 

I played the whole situation wrong. WIN OVER THE FRIENDS EVENTUALLY. I did this magnificently two or three weeks ago where I hung out with the rich 33 year old girl and her baller ass friends for over 90 minutes to the point where they interviewed me in her apartment for an hour and invited me to do drugs. If i had been smart and talked to the friends and gotten them on my side, boom match set vagina. 

All good. I’m kind of rusty anyways. ;)

Haven’t been doing as much “underground game” as I’d like to. Primarily because I lost my natural wing to a relationship. Can’t blame the homie - not everyone wants to be a player for ever and he wants to stay focused. Kind of crushing because he had such an amazing mentality. 

Btw if you’re reading this and are free from 6pm - 7pm/8pm on weekdays in NYC hit me up. I’m looking for a new wing. You and I would both benefit a lot. I do about 30 to 60 min sessions and then head back to the grind. 

Friday 05/03

I have a lot of silly “stock” openers. It’s either “Hi, my name is Katalyst” and then going interview mode - or silly one of late is “nice (piece of clothing) BRO.” to the girl or I open girls in an accent. I think it’s funny and that’s all i’m interested in me. 

Anyways..so I meet this girl about a week ago on Wednesday I believe. Go up to her - and I’m like “nice shoes BRO”. Silly vibes, but me and this girl had crazy chemistry. Like crazy chemistry is when you pop a boner on the subway at 9:30 in the morning. She saved her # as “XYZ X Train”. I called her on the phone and she said she felt like we had known each other for ever. Girl was cool as shit, super fuckin cool and I’ve come to notice - more so than most guys, this is what I love. She has to be super fun to be around. I think most girls settle with the boring hot girl. I need to fuck a personality ;)

I ran better than usual text game and got her to chase me more. 

So we meet up at a bar about half a mile from my house. I walk into the complete hole in the wall of bar that literally looks and feels like someone’s basement and everyone stares at me as I enter lol. Looking back, I must have an amazing aura and presence that graces the room when I enter. Yes this is true.

Lol, I’m a bit thrown off - this girl does not give a fuck. She’s not as hot as I thought she was, and I start to feel irritated that I felt tension/pressure TEXTING her. Granted she has an amazing vibe but i thought to myself “why was I sweating this?". Get in and we’re watching the Mavs play the spurs or something. So it’s kind of weird for the next 20 mins. I get a drink and the bartender/owner of the place is mad at me for going “Hey you put too much rum in my rum & coke”. Given i don’t really drink - it’s a legit complaint but she’s beyond irritated. Lol ok relax bitch, just do your job and make me happy. Whatever. 

My girl is super into sports, and can’t keep her eyes off the TV so I’m like yo, let’s get out of here. This must be like 40 minutes into the Day 2. 

Walk a couple of blocks to the next bar which is closer to my house and next to my bestie’s house. She says she hates the bar, but she complies anyway. I grab a drink - she does too. She pays for her, I pay for mine. All good. It isn’t really ON at all. It’s so friend to friend, it’s disgusting. Given the sexual tension we had in the first set, it’s bizarre how it’s fizzled out. We head to the back of the bar to the outside area. Not a bad neighborhood bar. Should come here if i can’t go out, but I’m not a fan of Brooklyn bars. I want Manhattan nightclubs.

At this point, I’m pretty tipsy/ borderline drunk. All off two coke & rums. My girl marvels at this. She’s been drinking since 7 apparently. I trip over a bench and I’m starting to feel “drunk present”. So here, I’m just talking a whole bunch of shit. I start to gaze at her deeply. I smell her, and nibble on her ear. I can tell this threw her off even though it was very apparent i was planning on putting my cock in her vagina. She says she has to go to the bathroom. I look down and put my head in my hands cuz I’m drunk. I seed the next bar. She kept mentioning how she had to go to sleep earlier. We leave the bar and walk through the picturesque tree-lined streets of my neighborhood. I’m in my head about this “bold move” but I tell myself fuck it - let’s go for gold on this one. I pass where I got mugged which is still half a block away from where I live, but it’s the only place I can pass to get to my house. Passing it puts me in my head for a bit and I’m not able to be coherent.

I open my gate “surprise” next bar. She’s hesitant and I tell her “Please feel free to leave, but I want to play some music”. Get into my apartment. Pour her some water, I do a drunken sidestep. I’m fuckin out of it at this point. My roomie comes out of his room and says hi to us. Everything is super sloppy. Wow - if there’s one part of my sets I need to work on, it’s the part before sex. 

Hop into my room. Start dancing with her, lift her up and pin her against the wall. She says she feels shy, we start kissing. More kissing. Get her on my bed. I had a lot of LMR with her. She was really logical which was actually kind of awesome. A lot of “we just met and this is SO FAST, I Don’t want to come across as a slut to you”. I tell her I don’t care. More kissing on the bed. So there’s an advanced “technique” i feel like guys need to pick up on. It’s figuring out what girls respond to. Is it more emotional or physical. The older she is and average looking she is, it’s emotional. The more psychotic/crazy she is, it’s probably physical. There are ways to figure this out, but you’ll know what they respond to.

I’m fingering her for about like 15 minutes oscillating between the two modes of sexual communication and she responds to more emotional stuff. She will not let me take her panties off as I finger her. While I’m doing this I’m reassuring her that nothing’s gonna happen. I tell her that I don’t have any condoms. While I’m fingering her, she’s still logical. Really logical chick playing out all types of future projections. Eventually she asks me If i have a condom. 

Afterwards we pillow talk and she asks me how many times I’ve met a girl on the subway, taken her out and gotten her in bed. I honestly tell her “not the first time”. She’s pissed off by this and starts to get her stuff and I’m like “pleaseeee stay. I want to fuck you again”. Bad frame to set up, actually horrible horrible frame, but she invites me to a cookout that her friends are having tomorrow. 

I’m too tired to delve into validation and stuff, but I’ve got to write my thoughts out on it. Really important subject matter. 

Yeah, this chick definitely responds to emotion more...

While telling her that "this isn't the first time" seemed stupid atm, in retrospect it's probably good. She knows you're honest and blunt, it's almost like a very real push. I'm a man and I do what I want.

She invited you to a cookout so she's still about it. That tells you deep down she really wants to have sex again and that frustration on her part was probably more for show than anything.

Next time: "Only really cute girls and only on holidays"

You don't really wanna entertain these things with a logical answer ever.

Solid piece of advice G-Money. I usually do that - but I still sort of fuck up my frames after sex...which is something I have to work on. 

In this case it was weird. It was like the FIRST thing she asked me as soon as we finished having sex. Meaning - it was in the back of her head the whole time.... But then again she was very logical and intelligent so maybe the idea popped up. Idk.