Well, this was undoubtedly one of the most eventful evenings in a long time.
Its almost 4am. I am still drunk and somewhat disappointed in the opposite sex.
To summarise:
I got in a b1tch fight with 3 crazy chicks
I sh1t my pants, no really, I did!
I lost faith in humanity
Warmth Level/State: I started in the pre-clubs and hit a great level of warmth by opening lots of sets, it was really good fun, every chick was really into having a good time.
Observations at the club: It was really relaxed. ‘The Glide’ insisted on doing Mango shots, so we got pretty hammered but not legless. There was a good range of chicks in tonight, 18-25 although I wished for a few older chicks. We had fun. It was not as busy as last week.
Approaches: 30+ at the club, more in the pre-clubs.
Favourite Set: Some chick, she was 18. She was totally n my vibe and we got on really well. Only to be interupted by her fat friend who was obviously jealous of our fun.
Worst set: A 3 set. I was dancing around them, they were in a circle. I cut in. They went nuts and told me to fvck off. I said I was just dancing. SO one of the chicks proceeded to pour ner drink over me which I quickly palmed off and it went all over the 3 chicks, to my amusement. I walked off with them chasing me moaning. 30 minutes later I was shackled by 2 big bouncers questioning me, but who understood they were just complete muppetts and they let me go.
Types of Openers - All sorts tonight. Calm hand gesture openers, sweet talking openers. Cave man lift openers. Walking up behind them arm round their shoulder openers. Whole group openers. It was intense.
HB levels & Ages: 18-25. HB’s 5 - 8
Comfort - I felt really comfortable tonight with The Glide in tow. It was easy to open sets but I lost a bit of confidence after the big bust up with the 3 set.
Kiss Close - 2
Remarkably, and unashamedly, after I sh1t my pants after what I thought was a fart. I proceeded to the disabled toilets, got rid of my Boxer shorts, wiped up and got the fvck out of there to kiss a couple of birds.
Point of me telling you this: Humbly, it’s not good to be honest about this but it goes to prove that even on the sh1ttiest of nights, literally, there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Something can be salvaged when pushing it out to the bitter end even if I wanted to go
home and have a shower. Thats just fvcking crazy dedication.
Number Close - 0
Pull - 0
How to do better: I don’t know. I need to think about this.
I am still in the grips of thinking how retarded some women are, how they lack in compassion, common sense and moral fibre. I dont know why i should expect such things from chicks on nights out but I am fighting to protect them and say to myself they are not so bad, they are human and are just lost.
I am trying to stop myself classifying all women as b1tches when really 90% of chicks who go out are just on the defensive and have their b1tch shields up, they are not so bad. They are just cvnts when we are out. Perhaps they do not know any better. I hope my daughter does not end up like them but in a way I hope she does manage to fend off most of the AFC’s and idiots who will try and get in her knickers.
Barmaid chick update: apparently, she 'lost her phone' i then countered with, well we can still go out, when are you free. She said not until late August. Pretty pathetic. No apology, no truth, no genuineness. 'The Glide' and I almost p1ssed ourselves laughing at how lame it was. Why are some women so blatantly weak?
Needless to say, my faith in the opposite sex is low right now until evidence proves me wrong.