Sarging Log: Learning to become a Pick-up Artist

Gym Girl:

I forgot to post the progress report on the girls at my gym. I had succesfully flirted with her last week and I planned on closing her this week. I'm now going to have to make my move next week. Logistics were just bad, but at least I made some effort. She works the desk, but since it was the end of the night, she was using one of the elliptical machines. I finished my lifting and I decided to run some game on her or I knew I'd be angry with myself.

I decided to run the ESP test on her. I guessed her number both times. Either that, or she pretended that I guessed her numbers. Either way, I could tell I spike her buying temperature. Her face got flush when I guessed her numbers. I initiated a takeaway at this point and said I was going to go run. I was planning on talking to her again, but things didn't work out as planned.

Plan for next week:

I think I'm going to bring out the big guns. I'm going to run the tent opener on her, or maybe I'll do the crappy sketch artist. I'm even considering bringing some stuff for the photo routine. So it doesn't look too staged, I'll leave the photos in the car. I'll tell her that I want to show her a pic of my cat and I'll go get the photos. At the very least, I should talk to her for 10-15 minutes and if things feel write, I should number close her and set up a day 2 right there and then. I don't want to wait to long like I did with the myspace girl.

Not good enough:

Today, I gathered another gem to fix the puzzle that is my inner game. Seamas has been telling me this for the past week, but I haven't realized how much it really applies to me. Before I go into it, I'll update my situation.

Out gamed on Myspace:

I was sarging some girl on myspace that I fell for as I described in earlier posts. She was supposed to meet me, and then backed out. I thought my "seizing the day" message to her would help my sarge, but I think it might have made her decide not to meet me. We messaged a bit after that, but then I tried to press her for another meeting. She ignored the first message, but then I wrote another one that she couldn't ignore. I replied to her e-mail and the only question I asked was at the end, I asked her what her schedule was like for another meet.

After doing that, I decided that I needed to ignore her for at least a week. That would make her more likely to meet me and it would be good for me b/c I would stop thinking about how I messed up by moving too slowly. As I figured out this move, I really wanted to withdraw the last e-mail I sent her. My feelings were correct as she didn't reply to that e-mail. I planned on doing a takeaway, but she realized that I had started to feel desperate. She could sense that I wanted to meet too badly so she stopped the e-mailing just as I was about to do a takeaway. The community says to only do takeaways when you spike a girl's interest or buying temperature. When you do a takeaway at a low point, you lose. Well, I haven't e-mailed her, but she doesn't miss me b/c she could sense my neediness. I needed to do this ignore about a week earlier when she was excitedly e-mailing me, even though she had just gotten a new boyfriend.

The CORE Problem:

Seamas told me that I have to eliminate this belief that I'm not good enough for girls. He says that it's obvious that I believe that I'm only good enough for a certain caliber or girl. On the HB scale, I probably think I'm good enough for HB6-6.5. HB7's fit in there, but that is about the maximum that I think I can get. I feel like I have no chance with HB8+ and that's hurting my progress. This hurts me in two ways. First, I don't approach good looking girls as often b/c I feel like I'm going to strike out. I'm missing out on practice by not sarging those sets, and when I do sarge them, I set up failure by not believing in myself. As I believe I can sarge HB6's, I get frustrated when I get blown out by a bunch of them at the club. I should realize that I can get blown out by HB6's just as I can by HB7's & even 8's.

To be clear, I should note that there is a difference in technique for the gorgeous girls. HB9's and higher are a whole different level. I've seen the posts in the community from guys that have mastered picking up the HB7's. They say that there is a huge learning curve when they tried to focus on the really hot girls. Pulling the hottest girls in the club is really the top level and I'm surely not ready for that. I don't even think I should attempt those sets unless I really want to practice getting busted up. The problem is that I apply that to the lesser girls too.

As I've been working out again, I can feel my old thoughts creeping back in. I keep telling myself that I'll be ready for hotter girls (meaning thin, cute girls, and not even HB8's) when I get in shape. The community says that looks help slightly but game is the most important. I should remember that I've gotten in incredible shape before and since I didn't improve my game, my results were the same as when I was fat. The answer is that I need to practice my game with the attractive girls so I'll be ready when I'm thin. I need to believe that if I just improved my game and looked the same, I will be able to sarge these girls. If I don't feel adequate, then I'm not going to be successful. I'm going to eject early, or I'm just not going to run solid game .

I have to stop telling myself that I don't deserve attractive girls until my game is solid and I'm in great shape. If I keep practicing my sarges on them, then even without my game improving, I'd pull some of them through sheer numbers. I probably have enough skill to pull some cute girls now. I've shown some promise in the past and I've improved much since October. As with other aspects of my life, I just have to believe in my progress and allow myself to succeed.

One-itis & Back in the Saddle:

I don't even know where to begin. I haven't been posting b/c I haven't been sarging like I was a few months ago. I'm about to change that . Let's start with the good news first. I finally got back to work. Playing online is actually fun. I just have to make sure I don't try to play to high for my bankroll.
One-itis:
I've been sarging this amazing girl on myspace. That I'm still describing her like that shows that I'm suffering from one-itis. The community people would say that I need to GOFTOW (yes, it's crude, it stands for "go out and fuck ten other women.") They say that if you go and do that, chances are you won't be thinking about your one-itis anymore. That's great advice, but I still don't have the skills I need. Well, I know all the theory I need, I just need to practice. I'm just a little discouraged after tonight's sarging, but more on that later.

What's even worse about my case, is that I still haven't met this girl from myspace. We've been messaging each other on there for about three weeks now. I should have moved faster. I could tell she was into me from the beginning considering she was replying to my e-mails multiple times throughout the day. I took about two weeks to #close her, when I should have done it within the first week. Then, I called her and sounded lame, and I failed to set up a meeting with her. In the meantime, some other dude she met through myspace successfully got with her and now she's dating him. This literally happened within the last two weeks. I'm such a dumb ass.

I keep thinking about this girl b/c she's into cars. She loves to travel like I do. She also is very open about stuff. She and I have discussed some stuff that I never even was able to talk to my ex about.
Scarcity:
I'm not going to take away from the fact that this girl has a lot of attractive qualities. Still, I think part of that problem is again that issue of scarcity. I need to keep sarging and start getting phone numbers. Once again, I have to remind myself that if I were working on other girls at the same time, I'd be less likely to get this way about a woman, especially one that I haven't met. I feel like I'm a total AFC again. WTF!
Motivation:
I was motivated today when I realized that she now has a boyfriend. I'm still trying to convince myself of what the community says: the BF doesn't matter if my game is solid. Well, it's not solid yet, but I got motivated to work on it. I was most motivated by her response to an e-mail I sent on Tuesday. I finally asked her directly to meet for coffee. In her response Wednesday, she blew off my question. I called her out on it. I wrote something at the end of my next message that basically said that she forgot to address my question of what time we can meet on Thursday. I didn't expect her to respond. Instead, I got mad at myself for playing the game terribly so I told my mother that we were going to the mall so I could practice my game.

Mall:
I didn't run real game. I did more of what I'll call warm up game. I said I to women when I could. I also made random comments that came to me as we were walking through the mall. For example, I saw this Asian girl working this purse stand in the middle of the mall. She was moving around bags and it was obvious there wasn't enough room for the merchandise. As I walked by, I turned and said, "It looks like you need another shelf." She giggled and said, "Just a little one." Later, I saw some girl working a stand. She was just sitting there and looked bored as hell. I commented, "You need to do better than that if you want to see your merchandise." The comment sounds stupid when I write it but I got a laugh out of her too. (I probably should have sarged her for real for a bit, but I didn't feel it at the time.)

In addition to talking, I practiced the eye contact experiment. Also, I made sure to lock eye contact with clerks. My mother bought something from Sears. There was a cute girl with glasses working there. After my mom paid and she handed us the bagged merchandise, she thanked us. I made sure to make and hold eye contact as I said, "Thank you. Have a nice day." She ended up doing a double take of my eye contact which was interesting. I never would have had the courage to do that previously. As I practice more and more, I feel more comfortable doing it in the field.

The Gym:
My mother and I took down A&W Root Beer. That brought back some memories which I'll write about in my myspace blog. I was tired from eating too much but I wanted to go to the gym b/c it was time for me to weight lift and I wanted to practice sarging there. I saw an HB working there that I hadn't seen before. I greeted her and asked her if she was doing a personality quiz in the magazine she was looking at. It was obvious she was doing a crossword, but I thought my comment would give me more room to work. We talked briefly, and I proceeded to work out. During my workout, I made several of my wisecracks, which made her laugh. She was vacuuming the room and looked bored, so I said, "Wow, you don't look too enthusiastic there. " She replied, "Yeah, I'm vacuuming." I replied, "You should try to enjoy yourself. Your terraforming a new world for the dust mites." She giggled.

Later, she was cleaning the water fountain. I decided to go get a drink. I replied, "Thanks for cleaning that for me. That was very thoughtful, but you missed a spot." I pointed at some random spot and she playfully cleaned it. When I was done with my workout, I chatted for a little bit. I found out she works as an assistant at the animal clinic. Next week, I'm going to do the photo routine on her. I'm going to "happen" to have this film that I just got developed. I just took a few cute pics of my cats, and the film has some pics from Singapore so I'll have stuff to talk about.

Negative motivation:
This is going to sound bad, but it helped me feel better. I was looking at the myspace girl's boyfriend's page and saw that he had a recent picture of them together. Apparently, the pics on her page aren't recent as she gained some weight. She still cute, but I was sweating talking to her like I would a better looking girl. I was acting like an AFC when I talk to hotter girls. Of course, she is way cooler than the girls I've been meeting at the bars, but I do feel better.

Cadillac Ranch sarges:
I got busted up today and I actually ran my routine several times until I got busted up. My only regret was that I didn't approach this cute blonde that had a leg brace on. I got cockblocked in my first set. There was this chubby, but really cute blonde. I ran my tent opener on her. She gave me instant IOI b/c she asked my name right away. She was smiling at me and stuff. I tried to engage the friend briefly, but it was very loud so I could only game on of them. I picked the blonde and we had to get really close to each other so we could her. We were talking for a bit and I even ran the Mystery discount magic coin trick, which got a laugh out of her. Out of nowhere, though, the friend pulled my blonde away. The blonde apologized for it, which I think was legitimate, but I know what I did wrong anyway. (I hoped to approach her again later, but some black dude was sarging her the rest of the night :( )

I met this cool Cambodian guy that goes there regularly. I hope to see him again. He was with some friends and a good looking female cousin. He wanted her friend, so at one point, he tried to get me to dance with his cousin. They were shy so they went back to the table. I wanted to game the cousin, but some dude was talking to her the whole time. I should have befriended the guy more and try to get him to get me in to talk with his cousin, but I focused on trying to open other sets instead.

IOI on opener?

I feel stupid writing about this sarge. I know what I did to mess it up. I decided to approach this lone wolf near the end of the night. She was standing by the bar. I went up and opened her by saying, "You give up already? The party is still going." She then said something I couldn't understand and then asked me if I wanted a shot. To that, I should have replied, "Yes" and waited for her to buy me one. That's a huge IOI if she would have bought me one, and she would have felt more invested in the interaction. Instead, I responded in a way that showed I was hesitant in my answer. (I guess I was worried she was going to try to scam me into paying for the drink.) I then tried to run the tent opener on her. She answered, but then she shit test me by asking why I asking these questions. I tried to be cool and ignore her, but then she persisted and I said something like, "I'm doing a poll." Then I asked her if she's adventurous, and when she responded, "I don't know" I busted her out. That would have been fine, but I dropped her value by saying, "Wow, I've asked this to like 50 people and you're the only one who's said, 'I don't know.'" She shit test me again and then left without buying me a shop. I'm pretty sure I messed up a possible good set. I should have accepted the drink and just BSed with her.

Game plan:
I give myself the usual game plan. I have to go out and sarge more and stop ejecting. I get discouraged that I don't make progress, but I think I need to read my old entries to remind myself that I have made progress.

On the one-itis front, I'm composing an e-mail to this girl before I go to bed. I'll try to get her to meet me next week and I'll run the best game that I can on her. I'll also memorize BF destroyer routines in case I need them. To make sure that I'm in the zone if and when I do meet her, I'll make sure to sarge for a few hours before. I'll force myself to work out before, sarge at Starbucks and the bookstores. I'm supposed to meet her at a Starbucks, so I'll get there about 30 minutes early and sarge some girls there. If I'm in my party game zone, I should do well. I'll have no nervous energy and I'll be in a great mood. I just have to make sure I lock eye contact, kino escalate, and all the other stuff and maybe I can get her.

Phone Number close & then desperation mess-up:

Good phone sarging:
My friend works for an airlines here in Chicago. She was at worked and called me to talk about a problem she was having with her cat. As we're talking, she starts telling me how a guy ran "The Cube" on a co-worker of hers. My friend recognized "The Cube" b/c I had ran it on her and explained how it works. I soon found that I was having my friend relay messages to her co-worker. I decided to have my friend put the co-worker on the phone as it was annoying having messaged relayed, and I wanted to see if I could sarge her.

We talked for about 10-15 minutes. I DHV with a few stories. I also wouldn't get pulled into her frame. At one point, I asked her about lame pickup moves. I said that guys probably come up and say, "I like your shoes, can I buy you a drink? We laughed about that. Then she tried to test me by asking, "What is your pick-up line?" I didn't have a witty comeback, so I just sat there silent. She then changed the subject.

I could tell it was going well so I decided to try for a number close. I didn't want to rely on my friend hooking us up and I was afraid the HB would get called to meet an arriving plane. They were at work, after all. I used my favorite routine from the ASF pickup guide, "What steps can we talk to make sure we could talk again?"
HB: ?
Me: You think that with it being the 21st Century, we'd be able to figure out a way we could talk again. There's got to be some way we can talk to each other again without standing next to each other."
HB: Cell phones?
Me: Yeah.
HB: Give me your number.
Me: Naw. I don't do that. I know you women collect phone numbers and stuff. Why don't you give me yours?
HB: I asked you first.
Me: I'll tell you what. We can exchange numbers. That will be fair.

Then, things got messed up here. She asked for my number, I gave it to her, and then she called me from the cellphone. I picked up and said, " Can I help you?" She hung up the cellphone. I switched back to the other line, and she hung up that line. Later, my friend says the HB claimed I hung up. Now that I think about it, I don't think she realized I was going to answer the cellphone. I needed to so I could save the number.
HB was intrigued:

The HB was intrigued b/c I met up with my friend and her fiance later that night. My friend said the HB was asking about me and wanted us all to go to a Japanese restaurant. I couldn't stop thinking about her.

Random encounter today :(

I went to my friend's house to watch the new Harry Potter movie on DVD as I had received it on Netflix. My friend's mother was flying in so we had to go pick her up from the airport. I went with them and as we're standing near the Customs exit in Terminal 5, my friend spots the HB. She then calls her over and tries to introduce me. At this point, I wanted to run. I was wearing my glasses, and I wasn't dressed that nicely b/c I wasn't planning on going out. The HB and my friend started talking. My friend had kind of introduced us when we were 30 feet away and couldn't see each other. I walked up to the two of them and they were having a conversation. The HB didn't even turn to look at me. For some reason, I felt like I couldn't interrupt. I decided to make sure my side was facing the HB so I wouldn't show too much interest. Before I could say anything, they both decided to go back through the exit door. My friend had her airport ID so she was able to go back.

Obviously, that was a shitty first impression. I didn't even get to say Hi, and I looked like shit. I knew I had to redeem myself on the phone.
Friend messes up with a phone invite:

I'm happy the following happened, in a way, for several reasons. First, I learned that you can't rely on people to do stuff for you the way you need it done. I needed to run this game myself. If I hadn't #closed this girl, I wouldn't have even gotten that far as my friend didn't want to do her best to hook me up. (To her credit, she was willing to set up the Japanese dinner, but things got messed up b/c we ran into her at the airport and I made a shitty first impression.) While we all hung out, we decided to go to Alumni Club in Schaumburg. (I wrote about that outing in the entry before this one.) I said it would be a good time to invite the HB. I figured I'd call and say something like, "Hi. You weren't as friendly and outgoing as I expected, but convinced me to give you another chance. Besides, you were amusing on the phone so I figure we could be friends. We're going out to Alumni Club, you can join us if you want."

My friend convinced me that it would be better if she called. I told her to invite the HB casually, and then hand me the phone. My friend calls and gets voice mail. The HB calls back later and my friend tells her that we're all going to Alumni Club. She said it in a way that emphasized me, so it was obvious she was trying to set this up for me. That was a fuckup. My friend should have said she was going with some friends to Alumni Club. The next messup is that I kept trying to get my friend to give me the phone so I could run game and make up for the bad first impression. Instead of handing me the phone, my friend says, "Do you want to talk to Ted?" She says, "No, I'll call him when I get home."

I knew I was busted out then. You can't give her a chance to say, "No" like that since I already made a shitty impression in person. If my friend had just said, "Hold on a sec," and put me on then I could have run my lines and salvaged the situation.

Desperation:
Because I haven't been out sarging and my only sarging has been some myspace stuff, I was thinking about this HB too much. I messed it up like that. I think I would have been okay if we hadn't run into her, but the same random chance that helped me get this number messed it up for me. I should remember that I always have to be "on." Still, that was just shitty timing.

Plans:
Going out to Alumni Club helped. I need to keep practicing and I know I'll make up for this. I'll still try a move by either letting my friend try to set up a Japanese food outing, or I'll call and run some game. I'm thinking I can run something similar to what I wrote above. I can also say that my friend has been trying to push the HB on me, so maybe that will seem like an explanation for my friend calling and trying to invite HB.

Hands off the Merchandise:

Okay, today was mostly full of warm-ups for me. I rolled with two childhood friends that were okay with acting like my pivots. I did notice that sets did seem to open easier when I approached with a girl in tow. The thing is that I am still rusty, so I was feeling insecure at the start of sets, so I kept ejecting. Finally, near the end of the night, I felt like I was getting back into party guy mode. This girl came up and was having a problem ordering a drink so I used my usual routine for that and got the bartender's attention for her. After she got her drink, we chatted for a bit. It turns out she was from Iowa. I later found out that they drove there tonight and were staying a hotel. The next day they were flying out of O'Hare to Virginia Beach. She left after 2-3 minutes of talking, but kinoed my hand as she left.

Later, this other, larger girl, walked over. She had the same problem with getting the bartender's attention. I started talking to her. I asked if she was from Iowa too. (I had already seen that the first girl had gone back to that set, so I know I'd get a yes.) I chatted with her for a bit, and then these two hotter friends started yelling out to her. I told the girl that I knew what her friends were trying to do. She replied, "No, they are just whores. Go talk to them." I laughed and I kept trying to talk to her. Eventually, I just walked over to the table and opened the two girls sitting there by saying, "Hey, your friends saying some bad stuff about you." There was a pretty hot blonde there (HB8?) and a HB7.5 brunette. The blonde started talking to me.
HB8(blonde): You know why she's saying that.
Me: Why's that?
HB8: She wants to make out with you. Go over there and kiss her.
Me: Yeah. I bet. Great.
HB8: She does.

At some point she started to kino my right arm. I've been practicing the Mystery line for the past week, so I brushed her hand off with my left hand and said, "Hey, hands off the merchandise." Then I said, "I have a different theory. I think she actually wants you two and she's saying this stuff b/c she wants to make out with you two."

We talked for a bit longer, then I ejected and went back to my crew. They were only about fifteen feet away. I think I could have worked this set, but it seemed pointless. I couldn't bounce to another club b/c I had my friends with me, and I had driven. These girls were from Iowa and were leaving the next day. My only hope would have been to try for a ONS, but I don't think my game's at that level, plus I had to drive my friends home.

I realize that this shit works:
I hang out with my friends for a little bit. I mess around with the younger pivot and tell her to pretend that she's into me. I ask her to give me open body language and to kino me. We actually looked like we were having a good time, because we were both laughing as we were trying to get the body language right. Later, I decide it's time to leave b/c the club was going to close in 10 minutes. We walk by the Iowa set. As I'm walking by, I pause by the table and say, "Have a good time in Virginia Beach."

The blonde smiled and kinoed my hand. Obviously, that was an IOI, but they logistics were horrible so I don't feel bad that I didn't try to proceed any further. I'm happy that I did verify another technique. It's so funny how she got even more into me when I showed I was unimpressed by her antics by not going over to her right away, and by brushing her hand aside.

Turned into a KJ:

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Myspace.com:

Sarging:
I started a myspace account at the urging of Seamas. It's pretty cool. I've been trying to sarge random girls in the area but with little success so far. I got one girl to respond right away, but she hasn't responded since. I must say that myspace is showing me how to have the "I don't give a fuck attitude." I'll send out messages to every girl that I find some info to work with. I'll say random stuff that I might be reluctant to try in person b/c it's the internet. To get good at real life PUA, I need to have the same attitude when I'm approaching. In fact, I should be more willing to put myself on the line in person. In person, the girl gets to judge me by my looks, and whatever I can demonstrate in the few seconds of opening her. On myspace, though, she can learn a lot about me in my profile. In some ways, I'm getting rejected on more substance on myspace then I am when sarging in real life.

Friends:
I'll say that myspace is a good way to stay connected with old friends or acquaintances. My friend list is small, and I think I'll keep it that way. I know I can have a ton more by just trying to get random people to add me, but I want everyone on the list to be a legitimate contact. By that, I mean it's someone that I "know" on some level. Obviously, people who have 100+ or even 1000+ friends don't really keep in contact with all those people.

High school:
There was only one other person from my high school on myspace. I contacted her. I'm not trying to sarge her; I'm just chatting. She is actually pretty cool and it's strange that I never chatted with her back in high school. Well, it's not so strange as I was a WBAFC that was completely terrified with women.

Seperation of myspace & blog:

Myspace actually has a blog, but I'm not using it since I have this. I also haven't linked the two of them, though someone with a little ingenuity and time could probably figure out which one was mine. Some day, I think I'll actually put a link on myspace to this blog, but for right now, I'm keeping them seperate. Since I'm sarging on myspace, I don't really want them to be able to read all this without getting to know me. Later, when I've flcosed a ton of girls, I won't care as much b/c I'll have the right sarging attitude. As other people have shown, being know as a pick-up artist or player doesn't hurt their game, but I'm not on that level yet.

This shit works:

I'm up early and I'm still thinking about last night. Once again, it amazes me how true all this seduction stuff really is. I'm watching the Mystery DVD. Lovedrop talks about how girls are more attracted to you when you show that you're preselected: when you're with one or more girls. He explains that girls don't admit this and often might not even logically believe it, but it definately is true. I keep thinking about when Jason first walked into Bar Chicago. At the one point when he was surrounded by three hot girls, all the girls in the adjacent sets were looking at him with desire. It's the same look that guys give hots girls. I'm sure if someone asked most of these girls if they would be more attracted to a guy that already has girls with him or around him, they'd say they wouldn't be.

As I see more and more of these theories to be true in practice, I'm forced to go past my comfort zone. I keep finding that all the different routines and lines do work: back turns, ignoring the target, opening a set sideways, busting, eye contact, etc. I know that the Community is right about all this stuff, so I have to believe that they are also right that the only way to get good is to keep practicing opening sets. Deep down, I know this to be true, but sometimes I question if it's all worth it. When I feel that self doubt, I know it's just me try to protect myself from rejection. I have to remember that I want to get good. When I saw those hot girls at the club last night, I know that I've always wanted to have the skills to pick them up. I know that if Mystery or any one of the ASF gurus were there, they likely could have pulled that hot blonde in the orange. I even know what tools I would have needed to use to try to pick them up. If I want to get to that level where I can consistenly pull those type of girls, I have to get out there and face a barrage of rejections.

I estimate that I'm at about 200-300 approaches. I need at least 700 more before I really start to see results. Sitting her and watching Voyager DVD's slows my progress. Even worse, it sets me back as I lose my calibration from atrophy. Again, I have to get out there and put myself on the line. Ross Jefferies is right when he says that there is no such thing as rejection.

From ASF "Dealing with Rejection":


Ross Jeffries's attitude: "The worst that can happen, is that you find out some girl doesn't want to play with you". Remember - you were about to give her a fantastic gift (be it through patterns or an orgasm of a lifetime:). If she turns you down - poor girl, she doesn't know what she just lost.

Game plan for today:
I have to open at least 5 sets in day game. I'll mess around with the hired guns at the mall, but those don't count as sets unless I somehow decide it's going well enough to get a phone number. I'll just run the "tent opener" for practice.

Motivated by Fat Tuesday Sarging:


Bare Breasts and Gunwitch Method:

Bar Chicago on Division Street was crazy tonight. The DJ's were getting girls to dance on the bar, and girls were showing their breasts for beeds. This one blonde in an orange top and jeans was really working the crowd. She also had great, natural looking breasts :) . On the other side of the war was a platform that had too girls showing off their breasts too. These girls looked more like professionals though, and one even had a boob job. Since I hadn't masturbated since noon time, I found myself getting excited. Usually, bare breasts don't do it for me. I've gone to strip clubs and not cared, but tonight was different.

I'll say that getting horny definately was making me more motivated to sarge. I could see how Gunwitch's Method could really get me motivated. If I didn't beat off for one or two weeks, I'm sure I'd really force myself to open more sets. My problem is that I like masturbating too much. My friends think I'm crazy when I say that I relieve myself at least four times a day, and usually more than six times. When I start getting some regular action, I'm sure the girls will be surprised that I'm not one of these 30 seconds guys. On top of that, I often stay hard even after I orgasm which means I can go twice, sometimes three times in a row, with no downtime. I need to remember this when I get approach anxiety. In many ways, including sexually, I would be doing many girls a favor by giving them a chance to know me.

Peacocking:
Jason and I went to Division Street for Fat Tuesday. Jason decided to wear his pimp hat, which is a dark brown, furry, hat. He also wore this "Giant Viagra" necklace. I got see exactly how this stuff works the minute we walked into Bar Chicago. Girls started touching the hat and touching the necklace. I watched him start dancing with a group of girls, and I also saw nearby sets eyeing him and wanting to dance with him too. This mad social proof really does wonders. I've said all along that Jason does half of the game correctly. If he'd just listen to the advice I give him, he'd probably be getting laid nonstop.

Jason has two problems with his method. First, he lets the girls touch the hat and lets them wear it too easily. The right way is to do follow what Mystery says. When girls first try to touch his stuff, Jason should be brushing their hands away and saying, "Hey, hands off the merchandise. This shit aint for free." If they ask to try his hat on, initially he should use another Mystery line, "No, I don't know you from a hole in the wall." What Jason doesn't realize is these type of responses make the girls wnat to chase you more. His second problem is that he dances with the girls but doesn't isolate. People in the Community say the dance floor is a waste of time. For me, it is, but Jason gets mad social proof on the dance floor easily and he often finds himself dancing and grinding with girls. All he has to do is dance with them for a song or two and then isolate them off the dance floor.

Jason has a third problem when it comes to AMOG's. Once again true to what Mystery says, guys want to touch the hat too. Jason even let some guy wear his hat. He needs to again borrow a line from Mystery, "No, you can't touch it. I don't know where your hands have been."

Approach Anxiety:

Wow, I had it big time today. I don't get completely paralyzed by it like I would in the AFC's days. Back then, I be so scared that I'd never make an approach. Since I've had enough practice, I'll eventually get myself to make an approach. The problem is that one or two approaches a night isn't enough. I'm scared to approach b/c I haven't been practicing like I should be. In December, for example, I went out 3-4 times a week, and sometimes even more. When you open that many sets day after day, you get numb to rejection, you find it easy to run routines since you've done them so many times, and you find the party mood carrying over from the previous night. I know that the only way to get my game back to the level it was when I left Gainesville is to open more sets.

I really feel motivated after tonight. For one thing, I can see all the angles. I see when Jason can open girls, and I know each move that he should be making. When I see a set, I know exactly what the theory says about opening it. My problem is that I know that my actual practice of the theory is going to be awkward and I'll likely get busted out.

This reminds me that we blew a big opportunity early on. As we were leaving the first bar we went to, a guy opened Jason about his hat. The guy was in a 5 sets with 4 other girls. One of the girls was going crazy about Jason's outfit. She was visibly excited and she even snapped a photograph of Jason with the guy. Jason easily could have worked her by negging her. He could have said to the group, "Is she always like this?" (Heck, I even threw in a neg. She was having a hard time taking the picture, so I said, "You do know how to use a camera don't you.") The thing is that Jason left after they took the picture. We should have stuck around and worked the group. There were three girls for us to work. I wasn't nearly into the zone at that point so I wasn't much use.

Busted up by Obstacle:

Jason ended up meeting this girl as we were walking out of Mother's at the end of the night. She opened him as we were walking up the stairs. She then tried to get Jason to give her his necklace. He then got her to show him her breasts. Needless to say, we ended up staying. I stayed with Jason for awhile. I forced myself to open some targets, but Mother's was a target poor environment. The only set I found was a 4 set. There was a guy and a girl that looked like his girlfriend. They were having their own conversation. Next to him were two girls who were having a conversation.

I tried a lame vibing opener. I walked up and say, "Hey, what's going on? My friends forcing me to be social since he's hooking up over there." I know that was weak, but I was still in practice mode. This HB6 blonde immediately looked at me and smiled. The other girl didn't react. I then went into my tent opener. I hadn't run it in over a month.
Me: I want to get your opinion on this story my friend told me about. This guy lived in a tent in LA and he supposedly was this big ladies man. Would you ever date a guy that lived in a tent?
Blonde: No.
Me: Don't you think that's a little shallow?
Blonde: (said something like No, I wouldn't date him.)
Me: I thought the same thing when I first heard the story, but you girls read those romance novels where the woman falls in love with the pool guy or stablehand. How do you know when you're attracted to a guy?
Blonde: I don't know. I just get this feeling.
Me: Yeah, like a butterfly feeling in your stomach.
Blonde: Yeah.
Me: Well, imagine we're sitting her. Pretend I'm gay, and you see a Brad Pitt look-a-like walking in. You make eye contact with him and start to get that butterfly feeling. You hang out and find you're totally comfortable with him. Would you ditch him later when you find out he lives in a tent.
Blonde: No.

Everything was running like it usually does, but then the other girls made some comment that I couldn't hear. I asked her, "What do you think?" I was trying to get her involved. Instead of responding, she said to her friend, "I think we should get going."

WTF! The blonde was interested in my conversation. She was facing me the whole time and was smiling at me. I tried busting on the other girl by saying, "Why do you have to be a buzzkill? Are you tired?" I didn't know what else to do, so I ejected with Mystery's "Pleasure meeting you."

Analysis:

This was a perfect example of what happens when you don't engage the obstacle. I didn't know what to do as in the past, both girls would usually listen to my opener. In retrospect, I don't think I should have ejected. I should have just negged the obstacle by saying, "Wow, is she always like this?" and I should have continued gaming the blonde. The set did leave about ten minutes later, so I think they were really close to leaving ,but I took myself out of the game. I should have pressed on until the obstacle really made them all leave, or the blonde told me to leave. I'm out of practice or I'm sure I would have handled this better.


Gameplan:

I need to practice more so I can get back to my old level. I know that I was really close to breaking through when I left Florida. In the past, there were several sets that I held for a long time. Now that I'm not afraid to number close, all I have to do is run a set well again and I'm sure I can get a day 2. If I hold a set for 20-30 minutes, the number probably won't be a flake. Now, I just have to open a ton of sets every week . Even when my club game was completely on, I did find that it would take many sets before I'd find that one that worked well. At the Hyatt in Maui, it took almost all night for that to happen. With Colorado that one time at Alumni Club, I had to take some rejection and AMOGing before I found a great set. I have to keep reminding myself that even people who are good at the game get shot down a ton.

If I really want this, then I should plan on going to Cadillac Ranch tomorrow. I can play cards in the evening and then head out there around 12:30am. Either that, or I can run some mad day game. I should go to Woodfield Mall and practice my game there. There will be lone wolves there, and I can even practice on the "hired guns" (the employees). I should also hit Starbucks at Streets of Woodfield, and hit the Border's bookstore. I bet if I spent all day sarging the malls and various bookstores, I'm sure I could get a bunch of numbers, and surely one of them would be a solid one. If I really were going to be serious, I'd do day and night game, but I'll be happy with myself if I spend a few hours doing one or the other.