I was excited all day for My Day2 at 8 with HBImage. She called around 6:45. She asked what we were doing, and I said she was driving but I'll figure it out. She said "I have to do my hair... etc... I'll be over soon". (If you ever saw Image's hair, you'd understand why it takes her so damn long to get out of the house) Sweet. 9:30 rolls around and she's not here yet. So I called her. No answer. WTF? Straight up STOOD UP. I get flaked on all the time, but never straight STOOD UP. I was livid pissed, mostly because HBImage is so damn important, between the power games and the matching my blueprint problem she has. Stood up. Oneitis.
FTOW, my head says. Get out of your house.
PUAZ called me and said "I've got 2 Israeli chicks coming over to P6. I need help man, can I get you to come out?". I was conflicted, but I told him to txt me later with more details. I knew HBPinkDot's birthday party was at the Terrace, so I picked up a birthday card and some smokes and rolled over there. When I rolled in, I was assaulted with mad amounts of women. It's like every woman I've ever hit on in the last 4 months was there, and they all thought I was awesome. Jaws dropped and guys just turned around and abandoned their approaches when they saw me Hugging, kissing, hi fiving every hot girl in the place. Like 20 of 'em. I gave PinkDot her card and opened a 4set. Went well, but they obviously loved their boyfriends, so I ejected.
I grabbed HBEnglish and danced for a second, and made my rounds to tell all the girls I was rolling to P6 to find more people and bring them back. When I got to P6, the game was stepped up a notch. Big buff guys in affliction shirts and killer game were knocking down HB's like a carnival shooting gallery. I felt comfortable, but my opening skills in that arena was just getting outplayed. Z said that the girls wanted to stay home, but wanted us to come over. I told him to go pull a tricycle and I would go back to the Terrace to clean up what was looking like a great night.
I went back to the Terrace and went on a cockblock rampage. I stole girls out of sets left and right, snuggled and pushed and kissed and hugged. I ran into BMetric and some chode that was trying to get up in it. 2 words later he cowered into the corner and I snagged Metric. HBTinyTot was there, watching with this guy with tats and a gay-as-hay fashion sense. Total peacocking, but I would later find out why. He's a PUA. Not just some guy that rolls with us and picks up girls with me. Like a full-blown, community-saturated PUA.
We'll call him PUAMMethodic. He said.. come here. I wanna make you my bartender. As he went on.. I saw all of the MM tactics playing out in front of me. It's like I was watching the show or something. He said to me; "You're the most social guy here. You're also one of the best looking. You could lose 20 lbs. tho."
Was he negging me?
He said "I'm sorry man, I just see potential. You're amazing. Here's what I do. I teach loveable losers how to be winners. I'm a coach. For social skills." Oh I get it. You're selling your bootcamps. Fine. I opened his girls and won them over. I dragged a couple of others into set and got the vibe flowing. He broke off to lock in BMetric in Attraction phase and I took over the set. His one mistake with Metric is he opened with "You could stand to lose 10 pounds or so." He backed it up and started his little cat-string thing, but he fucked up royally. You see, BMetric is a B, not an HB, so his neg theory wasn't getting the results he was looking for.
When you tell a girl she's fat... she better goddamn be a supermodel, or they won't fight to regain validation, they'll just think you're a prick. Anyway, He numberclosed me and said we totally need to hang out. No shit.
I went back inside and saw HBHouseOfWax surrounded by chodes. I dove straight in and snuggled, leaving random koolaid-man red-shirt wearing chode standing there with his damn mouth open. I fully expected the AMOG introduction and flag-setting, but he just stood there. With his mouth open, waiting for me to leave so he could resume his horrible game. HouseOfWax was drunk as shit, so I confirmed our lunch date tomorrow, told her to ride with me to Denny's, and leave the surrounding chodes behind. She said she would. But if her word's as good as her bond, her bond couldn't put my coffee mug together, Billy Mays style.
In the parking structure, I saw koolaid man chode pinning her up against his buddy's truck. She was laughing, so I figured he was doing fine. BNoPhoto said she needed a ride, so I was waiting for her but she apparently got snagged in the 2am desperate chode-frenzy too. So off to Denny's.
MostLikely was there. I snuggled her and got mad social proof, bounced back and forth between her, LadyLike, Metric, and TinyTot... running jealousy plotline style game. The two girls that showed up with MMethodic watched, fascinated. When MMethodic and his new little sister, TinyTot (if you read my blogs regularly, you'll know how important she is) went outside, I pulled her out from under him. It was kind of like a PUA battle, but totally unintentional. I was just ON. Like the burning fire in my crushed heart took over and I just didn't give a fuck anymore. It was even more intense because of the other PUA there. TinyTot got caught up too. She kept snuggling and leaving, snuggling and leaving, then she bit my neck. All that relational wiring fired off in my head and I told her to stop it. Don't start what you can't finish, girl. She kissed me instead. I've lost a lot of respect for her since she had been blowing me off for the last month unless there was another high-value girl present, so I went back inside.
Metric decided she was leaving, and I told her she was a great snuggler, and that I should come over this week to keep her up. She got all excited and told me to do so. Awesome. By that time, I had forgotten about getting stood up by Image.
Home. Sleep. See you guys tomorrow.