Sunday, January 01, 2006
I went to a loft party on Milwaukee Ave in Chicago. Seamas's cousin had heard about this party, so I was like three degrees seperated from the host. Pablo and his wife also rolled with us. There were some pretty hot chicks at the party, including an HB8.8 brunette that seemed like a party girl. Unfortunately, I got drunk I didn't really get a real sarge on her. I had talked to her briefly early in the night but I didn't run real routine.
Main lessons:
-I suck at drunken sarging. After the 3rd beer, I knew that I was starting to get drunk. I was pissed at myself for not doing good sarges so I just decided that I was going to get drunk for New Years. I figured I'd been sarging like crazy the past week, so it was time to take a break. I found that I opened girls with more kino, but I know my game was way worse being drunk. I found that I didn't really go into routines well and I wasn't DHV. If the girls I talked to weren't drunk, I ended up DLV. The bottom line is that I should never get drunk while sarging.
-I'm horrible at "natural" game right now. I talked to several girls and tried regular vibing and it didn't work too well. I could tell that I wasn't demonstrating enough value. I need to go into routines even if they don't feel right in nojn club situations. (I guess the routines didn't feel right because I was used to doing them in the club. That was a self limiting belief that I should have axed from the beginning.) I've had ample proof that I do well when I use my tent opener so I should have used it on HB8.8 and other girls.
Gems:
I got complemented by some HB6.5 while waiting in line for the restroom. While waiting in line, some AMOG (probably some AFC trying to be an AMOG) put a white "Happy New Years" hat on my head. I was going to take it off but the HB6.5 next to me said to keep it on because I "looked handsome in it." Complements are always good. A few months ago, as a result of my poor inner game, I would have thought she had been messing with me, but I now know that she was serious.
Redhead set:
I saw Seamas sarging some HB with glasses. He had told me earlier that he wanted me to help him with a two set. I remembered that he had said his target's friend was a redhead. When I looked at Seamas and his target, I noticed that the friend was a redhead. I told Paul about it and he of course suggested that I go over and sarge the redhead. I believe I opened with, "HI" and fluff talked about how she knew the party host. Then, I went into the tent opener. I don't recall her exact answer but it was an "It depends" answer with the qualifier that "she wasn't superifical." I held the set for at least a half hour. Near the end, we ended up sitting on a couch and I had my hand around her. Some AFC came and sat next to me. I chatted with him and he asked if the redhead was my girlfriend.
I think I made a mistake in my sarge in that I didn't #close at the high point. I waited until it stalled and then the girl ended up leaving. She said, "Well, I'm going to go find my friend." I should add that I felt this was coming. I've become better at reading women. Just when I'm about to get rejected, I can feel that the girl is about to leave. That was the case with the blonde two set at Alumni Club yesterday, and that was the case today.
Unbelievable BS:
Seamas later told me that this redhead had left a voicemail on her friend's cell (Seamas's target.) She hadn't been able to find her friend and she had freaked out b/c cops had come to break up the party. It turns out that this redhead was only 20 and she was worried the cops might take her in. (LOL, she should have stayed with me as I would have made her feel comfortable.) What really got me, though, is that apparently she had told her friend that I had come on too strong?!?
That really pissed me off. If anything, I felt that I hadn't tried to move things far enough. Sure, I was drunk, but the most I did was put my hand around her waist. She seemed to have liked this as she had let me do it for at least 10-15 minutes. Oh well. Again, I think I should have #closed her before the set stalled. I have to remember the "Bristol Lair" archives.
Groundhog day:
I have to admit that part of me is depressed about sarging. It really feels like I'm in the movie "Groundhog Day." It's the same shit everyday, just with different players. I walk around and talk to a bunch of women the entire night. Usually, one set really stands out. I waste about 30 minutes talking to that set and that it stalls and I get busted out. During the night, I get a few positive signs that I fail to act on. Some fat HB6 had smiled at me near the keg. I talked to her briefly, but never really got anything going. As I said above, some girl had complemented me, but I didn't get a real sarge going there either.