Always push. One more girl one more step. Grow. I opened a table at the very end of the night and this girl was kind of being a ***** to me, but I knew it was a test. Her friend told her to stop being mean to me and made sure that her friend gave me her number. So this lady that was my last chick of the night has been very nice and very interested in the few texts I sent. I kept my texting to a minimum and got a date set up for next week. Get up get out push your comfort zone and this type of **** happens. I am very glad to have put in the blood sweat and tears in this game. When you can sit down at a table look and sound legit. Be ok with whatever outcome comes, it is truly a fee feeling. I get told to **** off more times than not, but the pure belly laughs I get by just getting out is worth strapping on the sarging boots every day.
Pluto's 'Step-by-Step' Progress Journal
- Thread starter Plutoman
- Start date
First day of classes. Ran into the girl I dated for a short period of time, Madison, the one who wasn't over her ex. Talked for a bit, caught up, chilled. Who knows, maybe she'll call at some point.
Had a couple cute girls in my class, I got people talking there. Started right in with "It's way too quiet in here - I hate these awkward silences at the beginning of classes, first day, where everyone's hunched over and shy." One of the girls, conveniently, I had spoke to right at lunch - sorta opened her, but I didn't carry a conversation. Made it easy to be like, "Hey, I saw you at lunch [...]" and trade names, talk, talked to a guy next to me, got the name of the prettiest girl in the class (of course, had to sit close to her), she's a good 8 or so.
Campus is a target-rich environment now that I've got some practice under my belt.
Demonpenz, you missed the funniest part of that interaction;
Her: "I'm a wingwomen for [sports team]"
Him: "You should come work for me!"
Her: "Doesn't look like you need one, you are over here talking to me fine."
Him: "No, you don't get it, I'm a professional wingman, you should come work for me!"
Or however it went.
Had a couple cute girls in my class, I got people talking there. Started right in with "It's way too quiet in here - I hate these awkward silences at the beginning of classes, first day, where everyone's hunched over and shy." One of the girls, conveniently, I had spoke to right at lunch - sorta opened her, but I didn't carry a conversation. Made it easy to be like, "Hey, I saw you at lunch [...]" and trade names, talk, talked to a guy next to me, got the name of the prettiest girl in the class (of course, had to sit close to her), she's a good 8 or so.
Campus is a target-rich environment now that I've got some practice under my belt.
Demonpenz, you missed the funniest part of that interaction;
Her: "I'm a wingwomen for [sports team]"
Him: "You should come work for me!"
Her: "Doesn't look like you need one, you are over here talking to me fine."
Him: "No, you don't get it, I'm a professional wingman, you should come work for me!"
Or however it went.
Me: "Nope, but might as well be for as long as I've been here. You can ask me all about it in a couple days!"
Her: "Good thinking, add a little suspense haha"
Me: "It's me. How much more suspense do you need?"
Her: "True. I'm already breathless at the thought of seeing you again."
Me: "Breathe in, breathe out. You can make it. We'll be in each other's arms soon enough!"
Her: "I like that you can keep up with me."
Me: "It's these super competitive urges, you know."
Her: "I make you feel competitive urges? Guess I better start keeping score!"
Me: "You should, I've been scoring you along! I mean, really - that's gotta be -1 for cluelessness."
Her: "That seems fair. I'm going to give you a -2 for arrogance but a +1 because if girls are honest, they like a guy to be a little ****y."
Me: "Honesty is always a +1 in my book. First person to be honest with is always yourself. And arrogance? I prefer the term confidence, miss catgirl. Haha."
Her: "You are so wise sir. I can already tell I am going to learn a lot from you."
Me: "As a wise man always said, when you are a wise man, share your wisdom."
Her: "I will plan to bring a notebook or maybe even something to record you so I don't miss any chestnuts."
Entertaining text convo. I'm going to have to do a full summary on our text convos, because they've frankly been ridiculously funny.
Her: "Good thinking, add a little suspense haha"
Me: "It's me. How much more suspense do you need?"
Her: "True. I'm already breathless at the thought of seeing you again."
Me: "Breathe in, breathe out. You can make it. We'll be in each other's arms soon enough!"
Her: "I like that you can keep up with me."
Me: "It's these super competitive urges, you know."
Her: "I make you feel competitive urges? Guess I better start keeping score!"
Me: "You should, I've been scoring you along! I mean, really - that's gotta be -1 for cluelessness."
Her: "That seems fair. I'm going to give you a -2 for arrogance but a +1 because if girls are honest, they like a guy to be a little ****y."
Me: "Honesty is always a +1 in my book. First person to be honest with is always yourself. And arrogance? I prefer the term confidence, miss catgirl. Haha."
Her: "You are so wise sir. I can already tell I am going to learn a lot from you."
Me: "As a wise man always said, when you are a wise man, share your wisdom."
Her: "I will plan to bring a notebook or maybe even something to record you so I don't miss any chestnuts."
Entertaining text convo. I'm going to have to do a full summary on our text convos, because they've frankly been ridiculously funny.
Glad you didn't say anything sexual over the "Chestnuts" Text. Good job! Pluto and I talked about where to go after hitting a certain point yesterday. Eventually you get girls, you get money, you get a roof over your head, then your motivation goes down. I found I have to keep sarging no matter what or my skills and my guts go back down. You reach a point where you can't see your own growth because it is so slow, but day in and day out it is your duty and calling to keep sarging, because damnit you found sites like this and you have a calling to keep talking to people and getting out of your head. If not for you...for someone else, for the whole GOD DAMN HUMAN RACE.
You keep going up this this game and it becomes harder and harder to get to a new level, but do it for SOSUAVE AND YOUR FELLOW NERD BROTHERS!
You keep going up this this game and it becomes harder and harder to get to a new level, but do it for SOSUAVE AND YOUR FELLOW NERD BROTHERS!
My reply;Demonpenz said:
"Aren't those walnuts? Or are they acorns?"
Which is callback humor essentially from a conversation we had on our first date. It required context, which is why I left it off there.
Otherwise, yes.. girls disqualify, guys qualify - a girl looks for reasons to not sleep with a guy, a guy looks for reasons to sleep with a girl. Easier to find the latter. But also easy to say something that gives a girl reason to run away.
Post it up in here, I've got nothing to add but it's a good of place as any.
FR: Friday Night
Second date with L. Dive bar, played pool, shuffleboard, darts, talked to a few people, played a doubles round of shuffleboard. Lots of good interaction. Got her to laugh a lot. Got called ****y quite a few times.
Had an odd interaction; a couple waved us over and told us they were trying to guess which date we were on. Girl guessed 3rd, guy guessed 1st. She made an age comment, and the looks on our faces must have given it away, as lo and behold, she asked how old we were. She was fairly close with me, she guessed 21-23. However, she thought L was younger than me. When she found out L was 29, she was just floored.
Her boyfriend/husband/whatever came back to the table, and made his guesses - 27 and 23, me and her, respectively. Interested interaction.
We left the bar, I kissed her/made out with her for a short 10 seconds or so and then pulled away and said let's go. We ended up heading to a bowling alley, but they were closing, so, no bueno. After that, we went to a pool hall and played some more pool. Left, took her back, made out in the truck for a little while.
Bit awkward, she pulled away at one point, but she didn't make a move to leave.. so I pursued, and said if you're not coming over here, I'm coming over there, and leaned over the median and started making out with her again. She was fine with the make outs, but she said her face hurt from my stubble. I told her she should come over in my lap; she said no. Made out a bit more, said we don't have to stay here; she again said no. Told her I'll get in touch with her and we'll go out again, and in the meantime, she can go rest up. I said it with innocent intent to start, but it didn't end up coming out that way.
I feel like I could've pushed her further had I actually just been like 'do this' instead of 'you should do this', but it was 2:30am, I had had a few drinks, I was tired.. just didn't think clearly with it.
I'm getting too attached. I'm worried about the outcome; I'm concerned that maybe I screwed something up, she won't go back out with me, etc. Frustrating. But I do like her, she's fun and she's very hot, fantastic body. Very smart, a bit ditzy which is fun typically.
Wish me luck on getting the third.
Second date with L. Dive bar, played pool, shuffleboard, darts, talked to a few people, played a doubles round of shuffleboard. Lots of good interaction. Got her to laugh a lot. Got called ****y quite a few times.
Had an odd interaction; a couple waved us over and told us they were trying to guess which date we were on. Girl guessed 3rd, guy guessed 1st. She made an age comment, and the looks on our faces must have given it away, as lo and behold, she asked how old we were. She was fairly close with me, she guessed 21-23. However, she thought L was younger than me. When she found out L was 29, she was just floored.
Her boyfriend/husband/whatever came back to the table, and made his guesses - 27 and 23, me and her, respectively. Interested interaction.
We left the bar, I kissed her/made out with her for a short 10 seconds or so and then pulled away and said let's go. We ended up heading to a bowling alley, but they were closing, so, no bueno. After that, we went to a pool hall and played some more pool. Left, took her back, made out in the truck for a little while.
Bit awkward, she pulled away at one point, but she didn't make a move to leave.. so I pursued, and said if you're not coming over here, I'm coming over there, and leaned over the median and started making out with her again. She was fine with the make outs, but she said her face hurt from my stubble. I told her she should come over in my lap; she said no. Made out a bit more, said we don't have to stay here; she again said no. Told her I'll get in touch with her and we'll go out again, and in the meantime, she can go rest up. I said it with innocent intent to start, but it didn't end up coming out that way.
I feel like I could've pushed her further had I actually just been like 'do this' instead of 'you should do this', but it was 2:30am, I had had a few drinks, I was tired.. just didn't think clearly with it.
I'm getting too attached. I'm worried about the outcome; I'm concerned that maybe I screwed something up, she won't go back out with me, etc. Frustrating. But I do like her, she's fun and she's very hot, fantastic body. Very smart, a bit ditzy which is fun typically.
Wish me luck on getting the third.
Having the emotions and still playing the game RIGHT is being a man.
If I am frustrated and tired but I get a flat tire I still have to make sure that tire is changed and put on correctly even though my emotions are not enjoyable. A+ and enjoy the moment. Meet a girl out and get her number all the way to make out is getting pretty far.
If I am frustrated and tired but I get a flat tire I still have to make sure that tire is changed and put on correctly even though my emotions are not enjoyable. A+ and enjoy the moment. Meet a girl out and get her number all the way to make out is getting pretty far.
If you currently have too many women chasing you, calling you, harassing you, knocking on your door at 2 o'clock in the morning... then I have the simple solution for you.
Just read my free ebook 22 Rules for Massive Success With Women and do the opposite of what I recommend.
This will quickly drive all women away from you.
And you will be able to relax and to live your life in peace and quiet.
We straight up were grinding out approaches this weekend. Worked through some horse crap people and places and I was able to change my state of mind from blah to ...oh we can put up with this to get some work done. Probably more proud the way we both plowed through the night than when things were flowing well. Good Job
Saturday Night:
Oh, that was a fairly ridiculous night.
I swear to god, there were more hot/chubby pairs than I've ever seen before. And it's so awkward, because there were quite a few good looking girls - just none that were easily approachable. Those pairs are the hardest to crack.
Had my worst rejection to date, too - ran into that hot russian girl again. I just spoke to her for like ~30 seconds, her latina friend pulled her away (the chubby ****block, as always, she hated my guts very obviously) - but in asking for the Russian girl's number, she told me that her boyfriend's a hockey played, and he'd kill me.
I just smirked a bit at her, told her that I really don't care, have a nice night.
Made a solid, sober, direct approach - walked up, said - "Hey, excuse me - I think you are really cute, and I'd like to know if you are interesting, too, but I'm leaving right now. I want to meet up with you sometime and see, so give me your number and I'll contact you." - I'm not entirely sure how I worded it, it came out smoothly when I said it but I don't remember my exact words. She was pretty flattered, she was a cute 7.5 blonde, looked like an 8.5 from a distance but ah well, still good. She told me she was meeting somebody, but thanks (I wish I could describe the scene - it was by far one of the better rejections I've had, because I'm pretty sure if it wasn't for that she would have gone for it from the look on her face), and I told her that it's cool, have a nice night. Adrenaline pumping, but it went well enough.
Had a few blowouts and a lot of the cute/chubby pairs yet again for the rest of the night. Demonpenz opened a table in the very last bar we visited, a guy ended up walking up and it was obvious he was with the girl I was hitting on - so I talked to him, was friendly, and then we went on to the next table. On the next one, I tried to wing Demonpenz by talking to the chubby girl, got on her good side, while he went for another - I also sidelined by talking to the middle girl, who was actually my type, very skinny.
Lo and behold, I ended up buying them drinks, which is my first time buying girls drinks, but only because one of them said she'll get the second round. I bounced before, and I knew beforehand that I would do that, but since she made the offer I gave in and bought them. Got the skinny girl's number, 6.5 or so, dubbed LI, and she's given me very positive responses. Also, said we need to party it up down there again, and she said she didn't know when she'd be back - her chubby friend immediately popped in with we'll be back next weekend. Befriending her definitely helped.
Oh, that was a fairly ridiculous night.
I swear to god, there were more hot/chubby pairs than I've ever seen before. And it's so awkward, because there were quite a few good looking girls - just none that were easily approachable. Those pairs are the hardest to crack.
Had my worst rejection to date, too - ran into that hot russian girl again. I just spoke to her for like ~30 seconds, her latina friend pulled her away (the chubby ****block, as always, she hated my guts very obviously) - but in asking for the Russian girl's number, she told me that her boyfriend's a hockey played, and he'd kill me.
I just smirked a bit at her, told her that I really don't care, have a nice night.
Made a solid, sober, direct approach - walked up, said - "Hey, excuse me - I think you are really cute, and I'd like to know if you are interesting, too, but I'm leaving right now. I want to meet up with you sometime and see, so give me your number and I'll contact you." - I'm not entirely sure how I worded it, it came out smoothly when I said it but I don't remember my exact words. She was pretty flattered, she was a cute 7.5 blonde, looked like an 8.5 from a distance but ah well, still good. She told me she was meeting somebody, but thanks (I wish I could describe the scene - it was by far one of the better rejections I've had, because I'm pretty sure if it wasn't for that she would have gone for it from the look on her face), and I told her that it's cool, have a nice night. Adrenaline pumping, but it went well enough.
Had a few blowouts and a lot of the cute/chubby pairs yet again for the rest of the night. Demonpenz opened a table in the very last bar we visited, a guy ended up walking up and it was obvious he was with the girl I was hitting on - so I talked to him, was friendly, and then we went on to the next table. On the next one, I tried to wing Demonpenz by talking to the chubby girl, got on her good side, while he went for another - I also sidelined by talking to the middle girl, who was actually my type, very skinny.
Lo and behold, I ended up buying them drinks, which is my first time buying girls drinks, but only because one of them said she'll get the second round. I bounced before, and I knew beforehand that I would do that, but since she made the offer I gave in and bought them. Got the skinny girl's number, 6.5 or so, dubbed LI, and she's given me very positive responses. Also, said we need to party it up down there again, and she said she didn't know when she'd be back - her chubby friend immediately popped in with we'll be back next weekend. Befriending her definitely helped.
I've made a few approaches this week, but I've been busy since Saturday so it's been minimal. Had one decent one, but didn't transition well into personal conversation. Oh well. It's so easy now, especially in like coffee shops. Anyways, lots back from LI so far, and L also has been actively responding. Got a quad text from her the other day, over a span of 8 hours.. Heh.
Most interested in L, but I'll try and set up LI for Friday and then work L for Saturday.
Most interested in L, but I'll try and set up LI for Friday and then work L for Saturday.
If you currently have too many women chasing you, calling you, harassing you, knocking on your door at 2 o'clock in the morning... then I have the simple solution for you.
Just read my free ebook 22 Rules for Massive Success With Women and do the opposite of what I recommend.
This will quickly drive all women away from you.
And you will be able to relax and to live your life in peace and quiet.
Friday Night in review:
One of the better approaches of the night;
Duo of girls at the end of the bar. One was a solid 9 brunette, the other was an 8.5-9 blonde depending on her waist, it was difficult to adequately tell with the winter weather clothing. Brunette is sitting out, looking around the room, the blonde is leaned over the bar on her phone. I walk by, open the girl leaning over the bar. I tap her on the shoulder, and say "You can stop texting, I'm right here." Blonde is my target, I've been meeting brunette's lately.
She was a bit confused, but after a look at her friend started telling me she was on twitter. I teased her, saying "So, do you always come out to a bar, stay in the corner, and browse twitter, tweeting every little drink you have?"
She laughed a bit and said they were just waiting then. I asked if they were waiting to meet people, and she replies "I'm waiting for Mr. Right." Then she looks down and laughs, evidently slightly embarrassed/surprised she said that, and goes "We're actually waiting on a table."
A waitress comes up then, and tells them the table is ready. So I bail at this point, unsure of how to transition, and tell them to have a nice evening. About 10 minutes later, Demonpenz and I were about to bounce out, so I prep my opening, and walk over to her before they get their food.
I tap her on the shoulder while she's on her phone, and go "Are you at it again, even with all your friends here?" She laughed, I immediately went into "So, since you said you were looking for Mr. Right, I figured I didn't want you to miss the chance to give me your number." I don't remember her exact reaction, but it was certainly positive if a bit surprised. Her friend commented in with "That's ballsy. I like it." I gave a small shrug and a hint of an eyebrow raise in return to her friend's comment.
My target paused a moment and then asks "What's your name?" I answer, get hers in turn, and then I continue with "You're kinda cute, and I'd like to know more about you. Let's grab a drink sometime." She smiled, and replies "Kinda cute?" and looked at her friend (who smiled back). I gave a small shrug to that, not willing to clarify further, and she says "Sure, that sounds good." with a coy smile, angled head, eye flirting. I pulled out my phone, she had a few fumbles and I just put the number in myself. I told her I'll get in contact with her, with a touch on her shoulder, and told the group to a nice evening and dinner and left out with my friend, not looking back once.
Flawless, except for the ONE single moment of my hand nigh uncontrollably shaking as I took the phone back from her. I was definitely nervous.
LI's interaction:
I ran into LI, who was cuter than I remembered, danced with her, got us a couple rounds of shots, she seemed really into me but I had a few mixed signals. I'm not particularly sure how to describe it, quite a bit of contact, reciprocated occasionally, danced together, went to the restroom at one point and as I came back her and her friends were just leaving. I tried to stop her for a moment, and she said "I really have to go.", fairly emphatically. I was like "Really?" and tried more to pause her and turn her towards me for a last-gambit kiss, turning her chin towards me. She pulled away and said "No, I really have to go."
Was not particularly sure what went on there, but.. meh. I'm not sure if I'll contact her again, I'm a bit peeved. My gut says she's not going to contact me unless I talk to her first, but I'll give it a day or two to see if she texts me. As Demonpenz says, she seems like that type of girl that just.. has very little passion for anything. Reasonably interesting in person, but her texts are boring as ****, and she just doesn't seem enthusiastic about much.
There was honestly nothing notable about the rest of the evening besides bars full of *****es with shields up.
One of the better approaches of the night;
Duo of girls at the end of the bar. One was a solid 9 brunette, the other was an 8.5-9 blonde depending on her waist, it was difficult to adequately tell with the winter weather clothing. Brunette is sitting out, looking around the room, the blonde is leaned over the bar on her phone. I walk by, open the girl leaning over the bar. I tap her on the shoulder, and say "You can stop texting, I'm right here." Blonde is my target, I've been meeting brunette's lately.
She was a bit confused, but after a look at her friend started telling me she was on twitter. I teased her, saying "So, do you always come out to a bar, stay in the corner, and browse twitter, tweeting every little drink you have?"
She laughed a bit and said they were just waiting then. I asked if they were waiting to meet people, and she replies "I'm waiting for Mr. Right." Then she looks down and laughs, evidently slightly embarrassed/surprised she said that, and goes "We're actually waiting on a table."
A waitress comes up then, and tells them the table is ready. So I bail at this point, unsure of how to transition, and tell them to have a nice evening. About 10 minutes later, Demonpenz and I were about to bounce out, so I prep my opening, and walk over to her before they get their food.
I tap her on the shoulder while she's on her phone, and go "Are you at it again, even with all your friends here?" She laughed, I immediately went into "So, since you said you were looking for Mr. Right, I figured I didn't want you to miss the chance to give me your number." I don't remember her exact reaction, but it was certainly positive if a bit surprised. Her friend commented in with "That's ballsy. I like it." I gave a small shrug and a hint of an eyebrow raise in return to her friend's comment.
My target paused a moment and then asks "What's your name?" I answer, get hers in turn, and then I continue with "You're kinda cute, and I'd like to know more about you. Let's grab a drink sometime." She smiled, and replies "Kinda cute?" and looked at her friend (who smiled back). I gave a small shrug to that, not willing to clarify further, and she says "Sure, that sounds good." with a coy smile, angled head, eye flirting. I pulled out my phone, she had a few fumbles and I just put the number in myself. I told her I'll get in contact with her, with a touch on her shoulder, and told the group to a nice evening and dinner and left out with my friend, not looking back once.
Flawless, except for the ONE single moment of my hand nigh uncontrollably shaking as I took the phone back from her. I was definitely nervous.
LI's interaction:
I ran into LI, who was cuter than I remembered, danced with her, got us a couple rounds of shots, she seemed really into me but I had a few mixed signals. I'm not particularly sure how to describe it, quite a bit of contact, reciprocated occasionally, danced together, went to the restroom at one point and as I came back her and her friends were just leaving. I tried to stop her for a moment, and she said "I really have to go.", fairly emphatically. I was like "Really?" and tried more to pause her and turn her towards me for a last-gambit kiss, turning her chin towards me. She pulled away and said "No, I really have to go."
Was not particularly sure what went on there, but.. meh. I'm not sure if I'll contact her again, I'm a bit peeved. My gut says she's not going to contact me unless I talk to her first, but I'll give it a day or two to see if she texts me. As Demonpenz says, she seems like that type of girl that just.. has very little passion for anything. Reasonably interesting in person, but her texts are boring as ****, and she just doesn't seem enthusiastic about much.
There was honestly nothing notable about the rest of the evening besides bars full of *****es with shields up.
Weekend in Review:
Saturday:
Date with L saturday night. Drugged myself up pretty horrendously as I had a sinus infection type stuff. Had it Friday too, but it didn't stop me.
It was fun, went bowling then bar-hopping, relaxing in a bar for a while and chatting, was difficult for me as I was pretty drugged up at the time and still fighting a blocked nose. We talked about a few things, and we got onto the subject of bars and other stuff.. context is confusing, but she asked me what my success rate's been going out. I told her I'd say it's pretty good, I'm here now, right? She pressed a bit, I told her I'm not really concerned with it, I'm just going out to find people I like. She said my answer was like a political answer; respectable but ambiguous. Pretty sure she thinks I'm a player. Which I really am compared to my competition out there, but, hey.
Not the first time she's asked questions similar to that, on our second date she had mentioned working as a waitress at a golf club, and said she made great money from all the rich old dudes that would tip her. She said the ladies night sucked though, and said that was when the guys should work. I said yeah, I could make good money then. She asked if I thought I'd be able to get the women to tip well, be attracted to me, and I was like "Haha, that's not a problem at all."
On our first date, we got onto some subject of guys being fairly superficial.. I was actually saying guys were pretty superficial. She asked if a guy fell in love with some pen pal he had, and then she turned out to be a horrendous looking fat lady, would it matter to him? I told her that the only guy that would fall in love with a pen pal he'd never seen or spoken to is a guy that has no options. Don't remember the rest, but I remember giving her a ****y reply that "I've never had any troubles with that regard".
She gave a heck of a lot of resistance, though. By resistance, I mean, she told me in no uncertain terms that "I am not coming into her apartment".
I also tried pulling her into the back seats of the truck.. she said she's not going there. I told her there's more room in the back (we had been making out for a bit before), and she replied "We don't need the room." I just smiled, pulled in her for a kiss, and opened the door behind her and pushed her back towards the seat. She laughed a bit and I shut her up with another kiss, and started to pull her up into the truck, and then she gave me a straight up no.. so I pulled back, and we started on our way.
Back at her apartment, made out a bit in the truck, I leaned over to her and just stared her in the eye. She asked what I wanted, I told her she knows what I want. She relented a bit and I walked her up to her apartment door, we made out, she started feeling me up, it got fairly intense, but she put her foot down on anything further. I got her last name; didn't know it until then.
Sunday:
Worked most of the evening, met up with a couple buddies and went down to P&L after the superbowl. Pretty awkward evening. Too many big girls, the few cute girls were either entirely sluts, attention *****s, or both. There was one respectable looking girl, who was the DD, I was the first to open her out of the night but I had competition from like 7 other dudes in a club where we couldn't hear each other speak.
Wasn't worth it at all, ratio was 2:1 guys to girls, only like 8 good looking girls, 2 of them obviously taken, 2 of them bartenders, 3 of them total sluts that were grinding on every dude in the place and getting free drinks, and the one other girl that I just gave up gaming.
Stuck around to help my buddy as he got a bit too drunk (the group went through 4 bottles of Sky for like, 6 people, + other drinks..), drove him back home, went and crashed.
Monday:
Nothin', flirted with a few girls at work though. Couple of them looked like they were digging me, but it in the drive-thru - I'm not gonna try for a number close there, at least not at this level. I need to be damn sure the girl's interested before I chance anything at work.
Today:
Asked the best looking girl in my class out, told her she looks like a fun girl, we should grab a drink. She was like.. "Uhh.. maybe..." I ****ed my eyebrow and said "Maybe?" and she said "Well, I have a boyfriend." I just smiled and told her "Ahh, alrighty, never mind then.", turned my back to her and walked off like nothing ever happened.
New target, there's a couple other cuties in the class too. Pretty much nothing in my engineering courses, yowch. Not feeling well enough to work cold approaches around campus, need to get this sinus stuff outta me.
Upcoming:
Date w/ Leah on Thursday, plans with a girl I know on Saturday.
Saturday:
Date with L saturday night. Drugged myself up pretty horrendously as I had a sinus infection type stuff. Had it Friday too, but it didn't stop me.
It was fun, went bowling then bar-hopping, relaxing in a bar for a while and chatting, was difficult for me as I was pretty drugged up at the time and still fighting a blocked nose. We talked about a few things, and we got onto the subject of bars and other stuff.. context is confusing, but she asked me what my success rate's been going out. I told her I'd say it's pretty good, I'm here now, right? She pressed a bit, I told her I'm not really concerned with it, I'm just going out to find people I like. She said my answer was like a political answer; respectable but ambiguous. Pretty sure she thinks I'm a player. Which I really am compared to my competition out there, but, hey.
Not the first time she's asked questions similar to that, on our second date she had mentioned working as a waitress at a golf club, and said she made great money from all the rich old dudes that would tip her. She said the ladies night sucked though, and said that was when the guys should work. I said yeah, I could make good money then. She asked if I thought I'd be able to get the women to tip well, be attracted to me, and I was like "Haha, that's not a problem at all."
On our first date, we got onto some subject of guys being fairly superficial.. I was actually saying guys were pretty superficial. She asked if a guy fell in love with some pen pal he had, and then she turned out to be a horrendous looking fat lady, would it matter to him? I told her that the only guy that would fall in love with a pen pal he'd never seen or spoken to is a guy that has no options. Don't remember the rest, but I remember giving her a ****y reply that "I've never had any troubles with that regard".
She gave a heck of a lot of resistance, though. By resistance, I mean, she told me in no uncertain terms that "I am not coming into her apartment".
I also tried pulling her into the back seats of the truck.. she said she's not going there. I told her there's more room in the back (we had been making out for a bit before), and she replied "We don't need the room." I just smiled, pulled in her for a kiss, and opened the door behind her and pushed her back towards the seat. She laughed a bit and I shut her up with another kiss, and started to pull her up into the truck, and then she gave me a straight up no.. so I pulled back, and we started on our way.
Back at her apartment, made out a bit in the truck, I leaned over to her and just stared her in the eye. She asked what I wanted, I told her she knows what I want. She relented a bit and I walked her up to her apartment door, we made out, she started feeling me up, it got fairly intense, but she put her foot down on anything further. I got her last name; didn't know it until then.
Sunday:
Worked most of the evening, met up with a couple buddies and went down to P&L after the superbowl. Pretty awkward evening. Too many big girls, the few cute girls were either entirely sluts, attention *****s, or both. There was one respectable looking girl, who was the DD, I was the first to open her out of the night but I had competition from like 7 other dudes in a club where we couldn't hear each other speak.
Wasn't worth it at all, ratio was 2:1 guys to girls, only like 8 good looking girls, 2 of them obviously taken, 2 of them bartenders, 3 of them total sluts that were grinding on every dude in the place and getting free drinks, and the one other girl that I just gave up gaming.
Stuck around to help my buddy as he got a bit too drunk (the group went through 4 bottles of Sky for like, 6 people, + other drinks..), drove him back home, went and crashed.
Monday:
Nothin', flirted with a few girls at work though. Couple of them looked like they were digging me, but it in the drive-thru - I'm not gonna try for a number close there, at least not at this level. I need to be damn sure the girl's interested before I chance anything at work.
Today:
Asked the best looking girl in my class out, told her she looks like a fun girl, we should grab a drink. She was like.. "Uhh.. maybe..." I ****ed my eyebrow and said "Maybe?" and she said "Well, I have a boyfriend." I just smiled and told her "Ahh, alrighty, never mind then.", turned my back to her and walked off like nothing ever happened.
New target, there's a couple other cuties in the class too. Pretty much nothing in my engineering courses, yowch. Not feeling well enough to work cold approaches around campus, need to get this sinus stuff outta me.
Upcoming:
Date w/ Leah on Thursday, plans with a girl I know on Saturday.
Week in Review:
Highlights:
Specifics:
Highlights:
- Date w/ L back on that Thursday went quite well.
- Saturday was canceled, went with Demonpenz out Fri/Sat.
- Date set up with L on V-day (thursday).
- Accidental number grab w/ potential for saturday plans.
- Potential for meeting a girl out Friday, one of my prior closes.
Specifics:
- Last date w/ L: Got to explore her apartment, and all those fun little activities. She was feeling a lack of commitment from me, so I offered a dinner and took her out. She in return felt comfortable with letting me hang out with her at her apartment. She asked me the question - "why do you date?" after pulling back in the middle of an intense make-out. I gave her a pretty deep answer; with all my fun here, I'd really prefer to just have a relationship right now. It's frustrating dealing with the stress/drama of different girls, meeting them, etc etc.
So I told her I was looking for someone to compliment my life, that many people try to fill a hole in their life, grow, and realize that the hole they filled is not the same hole anymore.. and split apart. And that people need to worry about themselves, to realize their own self, and find someone to add to their life instead of fill a gap in their life. I can't account for the future and I have high standards with who I am around, but I can deal with the present as I know best.
- Fri/Sat: Both were off nights for me. Seemed to be a ****fest, I didn't have the same drive I do normally (I had my fun the night prior to the weekend). Just need to work on it.
- Set up a date with L on thursday, valentine's day. She requested, that since she has to fly out early in the morning, that we just grab some take-out and stay in her apartment for the evening. I'm more than happy to oblige.
- Got the number of a girl last night (Monday), an employee at starbucks. She asked if I had seen the Hobbit; I told her I hadn't, she immediately said we should see it together. I was a bit caught off guard but went relatively smoothly into discussing plans. I mentioned going out Saturday night, said she could tag along; she said that would be excellent.
The caveat? She's a married woman, with kids, 8 years older than I, and I know she's very unhappy with her marriage. Do I go for it or not?
Spoke to one of the girls I talked to at lunch a while back. Just a few texts back and forth, but I got some interest in meeting Friday night. Dub her 'A'.
