THE FORUMS

that's good shit paris.  i've taken into account what you told me about talking to guys to.  Definitely something cool i've been working into my nights out.  I think it's just more real to talk to men and women.  it's easier to have a fun party like that.  rather than being weird pua guy that only talks to girls...

Friday

Start out with brother and matt281.  they're running bootcamp with each other.  brother is getting thrown into sets, but he's not getting blown out.  it's fucking awesome!! so proud of him.  i don't ever even see him talking to girls, but he's killing it tonight.

My night starts off kind of weird.  I walk up to my first set and my mind goes completely blank.  Hi...................................................................what's up..........................................................i just got here................................................party

haha fuckin horrible.  for some reason this sets the stage for the night.  it gets better, but not by enough for anything cool to happen. 

keep making moves.

Saturday

I watched the part of flawless natural where tim talks about bubbles of love.  I realized i do it anyway, but i'm going to focus on it for the night.   Here's some notes of it for anyone who happens to be interested:

Bubble of Love

-When you first walk up, what are your roles?
     -Random guy meeting random girl
         -This leads to a very limited amount of things you can talk about: where are you from. What do you do. Do you like it. Etc.

-Roles you can play to move the interaction forward

-Bubble examples
    -I once dated a girl with the same name as you. You’re going to be trouble I can tell. I can’t date you.
    -Blaming her for pulling you in. Why do you do this to me?
    -Let’s get married. We need to get a divorce. Let’s have a date. Right now. We’re dating.
    -You’re my new girlfriend for the next 5 minutes. Talk about dates.
    -I need a London playmate. Why? My old one is gone now. We’ll go on adventures tomorrow. tonight
    -Create your own bubbles

-You and me bubble.

-One word bubble
     -Dearest.
     -Honey.
     -Love


-Cherish box of doom
    -Its possible to put it in a roll of boyfriend girlfriend, and fall to deep into the roll so she wants to date you.
    -End up looking like a potential good boyfriend.
    -Put it into a roll of fun and adventure in the night.

Rule: Entertain no thoughts of a future relationship until after sex.

-Most guys they want to have sex like this. They’ll lay you down all soft like cherishing in the night. Me? I’m like fuck that. I’m here for fun and adventure!!

Keep the bubble alive

-Net Theory
    -You can choose what things you want to think about. Some shit can pass right through.

-Pinball of positivity
     -Redirecting the energy of the interaction to where you want it to be.
     -Aye!!! Wait wait wait!! Ok let’s go. (snap her out of whatever she’s doing”
     -Ok, cool, anyway
     -As soon as something negative comes out.


I think I'm going to watch the whole program again.  It was kinda cool seeing that disc with a whole new perspective from the last time I watched it a year ago.

Anyway, onto the night.

Start out at the lounge.  I've brought my friend who hates bars and socializing.  It's saint paddys for fucks sake!  He watches me do some sets with an air of disdain, and then he bounces. 

Some notable sets:

Cougar-  I go in hard.  She's sitting down.  She immediately starts shit testing me.  Are you gay?  Yes, I'm gay (go for make out).  There's something kind of weird about you.  It hooks really hard.  She's into it, then her friend comes in and asks for space so she can talk to her for a second.  I could have stepped back and let them talk, but instead I decide to go find a hotter one.

Fucking 10 Super stunner girl-  She's walking by, and I pull her in to full embrace.  She's a couple inches taller than me and super super fucking hot.  I don't remember what i said, except, you're so fucking hot, i'm in love with you.  Intense eye contact.  She bounces to the bar.  I see her later, lock eyes, and she blows me a kiss as some huge good looking guy is smothering her.  oh well fucking a.  total win for opening her.  it really did melt my fucking heart.  if i can get the level of pulling girls like that someday.  then.  fuck.  that will be crazy.

Blonde girl- toward the end of the night in the dance club.  open 3 set.  get isolation with hot blonde.  it's so on.  there for maybe 10 minutes or so.  full physicality.  she's into it.  then her bitch cunt friends steal her away. 


-I feel like I through away a couple potential lays this weekend to find hotter ones.  One on thursday and the coug on saturday.  At the time it seemed like the right thing to do.  But now, I'm horny as fuck.
-One thing I was working on this weekend was being more verbally sexual.  Taking the conversation to sexuality rather than the usual bullshit I talk about.  you look like a seattle girl.  ya, cool.  im from colorado.  That's been a line I've used the shit out of.  It's good because at least I have something to say.  But I kind of started to rely on it.  I've noticed one of my buddy's who's really fucking good at this is able to take a conversation sexual in the first minutes.  Kind of in an indirect way.  But enough so that it gets the sexual vibe going.  I've been relying on pure physicality for that.  I want to get the verbal aspect down better.
-Got a little outcome dependent this weekend as well.  My thoughts were something like, I've pulled a lot lately so I should be good now. 
-Keep going!!

After experiencing a few weekends of great success, I had a chode reality snapback.  Exactly like what Alex talks about in his article on identity level change here alexattitude.com/archives/32.  Last weekend, I was total chode style.  I went out, opened everything, and got blown out relentlessly.  This happened day after day.  No results.  I had not simply regressed a step back to being bar make out guy... I had regressed all the way back to the beginning. 

It sucked, but I told myself, it doesn't matter if I have to start from the very beginning if that's what I have to do.  I framed it as the only thing that matters is I take action.  Beyond that, I must have complete and total freedom from outcome. 

This past weekend started out somewhat chodely, but then grew into something that could be the borderline of coming into congruence with a greater identity. 


Thursday

I started out at the usual venue, which is a club with three different areas.  It was kind of rough getting started, I was really in my head and didn't know what to say.  One of my buddy's even said, "dude, i've never seen you be so quiet before." 

I took the initiative to open girls anyway, and persisted until the end of the night. 

The difference of thursday night from the past weekend of complete chodery was that of comfort.  I was pretty quiet, but I felt 100% comfortable in my environment. 


Friday

My buddy, who I'll call SF cause he's special forces is in town!  I'm so stoked to see him.  He's one of my best friends, and a TRUE fucking WARRIOR.  To the realest meaning of the term.  But anyway, he's an awesome dude, very socially aware, and really good looking.  His typical game is that girls open him, and he chooses which one he wants from his suitors.  Basically the same thing a hot girl does.  He used to wing with me a lot back in the day, and he would never approach.  I'd be like, dude, you're job involves people shooting rockets at you, and you're scared to open a hot girl??

So anyway, we're out.  I talk about building momentum.  That's exactly what we do.  I hit up a ton of sets.  I'm feeling decent.  Even get a makeout.  I'm able to push SF into opening a couple sets.  He realizes it's not that bad.


Saturday

Ridiculous.  Ludicrous.  Insane amounts of fun. 

It's me and SF.  We talk to my roommate, who happens to be throwing a party for his little sister.  There's supposedly tons of girls coming.  His party favors include:  (2) 2 Liters of Diet Cherry Soda and (2) Bags of Chips.  SF sees this and is appalled (the motherfucker can drink).  We head to the LQ and pick up a shit ton of beer and liquor.  

People start rolling in, and the vibe is pretty weak.  I put on some Deadmau5 and TURN IT UP OBSCENELY LOUD.  It starts to get more fun.  We start to bring the party.  It's on us- We are the coolest funnest motherfuckers there.  Be loud, kill it at beer pong, mack the hos, and basically just HAVE FUN.  (now slightly drunk and in state like a motherfucker)

Time to hit up the bars.  Peace out party.  Good luck without us.  

The original mission for the night: PULL GIRLS HOME.

-On the street walking towards the bar.  See a hot 3 set.  Open them.  It hooks.  They're from europe.  I pull them to the lounge with us.  One of them is into me, but SF can't get in with her friends, and they don't really like me either.  We ditch them for hotter ones.

We're standing there having fun, being the fucking party when...

-Hot girl walks by.  Open hard, direct, full embrace.  Spit some game.  She starts trying to get me to buy her a drink.  I try to make out with her.  This goes back and forth for a bit. She says she doesn't want to get used.  I tell her I don't want to get used.  It becomes apparent that all she wants is a drink, and all I want to do is makeout.  A conflict of intent perhaps?  I tell her she can go.  She leaves.

SF has been standing there the whole time.  I turn to him and we laugh our asses off.  Then I hear cheering coming from the table behind us.

-4 set. 3 girls one dude.  I say, (br)'are you guys cheering for me!!!'  they're like omg what happened.  aren't you going to chase after her?? I give them a lesson on male/ female dynamics or something.  One of the girls loves it.  She gets up and starts shit testing me.  Why'd you guys come out tonight?  To find sluts.  (icy fucking eye contact for like a minute before she breaks).  She loves me after that.  I go for the makeout.  She says she doesn't do that.  Come here I have to show you something.  I lead her away from her table and to behind a fireplace.  Pin her against the wall.  Your friends can't see you now.  Makeout.  She keeps asking me why I like her.  I bust on her for having entitlement issues.  She makes some comment about how everyone is full of shit.  I say something like, oh so if I fuck you in the ass I'm going to pull out my cock and it's gonna be all nasty.  (icy eye contact).  I like you.  You're hot, you could get any girl in this bar.  Why me?  Who are you trying to make jealous?   Make out (shut up ho).  I establish logistics.  She's staying at a hotel a mile away.  This one is in the bag... but... I look over, and see SF isn't at their table anymore.  They say he went to the bathroom.  So I tell them I'll be back after I find him.

We meet back up in the hallway, and he's like NO, those girls aren't hot enough.  The night is too early too settle!

The new mission for the night:  PULL THE HOTTEST GIRLS POSSIBLE.

SF goes upstairs, and I follow after a bit.  It's kind of blurry from here on out, cause it get's absolutely ridiculous.  

I head up there to see him, and he's in set with a pretty hot girl high 7 low 8. 

I open my own.

-2 set.  Spanish girls.  High 7's.  They fucking love me.  I don't even remember what I said or did, but eventually I merge them with SF's set.  After a bit, they say they're going to go.  I tell them about our after party, and they say to take their number.  I get the digits of the hotter one.

Some girl buys drinks for SF and I, then leaves.  He's still with his girl, so I open the next one.

-1 set.  Some hot girl.  About a 7.  I go up and command her to tell me who she is and what makes her good.  She doesn't really have anything good to say.  We joke around for a bit, then I learn she's with a friend who is being gamed up by some black dude.  It gets kind of a weird vibe.  I'm not into it.  So, I look over and see SF with a new set...

-3 set.  Hot canadians.  Solid 8's.  We talk to each other and say, these are the ones for the night.  We spend the rest of our time until last call with them.  He has his, and I'm kind of stuck trying to flirt with the other two.  In the end, it's last call, and they won't want to come afterparty with us. 

Fuck.  We head downstairs.  SF gets opened by some very tall girl, so I go to find something....

-3 set seated on a couch.  I go up and the first one is a fucking cunt.  I learn that it's a hot one surrounded by two ugly ones.  This is a really fucked up set.  The hot one likes me, but her two friends hate me.  They tell me to leave repeatedly, while I try and have a conversation with the hot one.  She tries to tell them I'm ok, but the ugliest one is not having it.  She gets up in my face and starts talking shit.  I say, chill.  She doesn't so I yell CHILL!! As I put my hand right up by her face and motion down.  It's like I'm pushing her down without touching her.  She sits her fat ugly ass down.  In my head, I'm like holy shit, I can't believe that worked.  Unfortunately one of the bouncers saw this go down, and comes up to me telling me to "just walk away".  I don't want to get kicked out, so I do.  

I text the Spanish girls from before.  Afterparty! -Adjunkie.  They respond.  What's the address?  1245 Bangtown street

And we're onto the streets. 

-2 set.  Solid 9s.  They're getting into a cab.  We open them hard.  SF convinces them to come to the after party.  He gets in the cab with them, and I go to get my truck so I can meet them back at the house.  

Walking back and see none other than the first european girls of the night getting harrassed by some homeless fuck.  They're obviously very uncomfortable.  I save them.  The hot one is thankful, but her friends are still bitches.  I invite them over, but they decline.

Back at the house...

The house fucking stinks.  It looks like a bomb went off.  I'm the only one there.  So, I dig into the chips and put on some music.

The girls and SF get there, and immediately one of the girls is like, you live in a frat house it stinks in here. ewwww.  They both go to the bathroom for like 10 minutes. 

When they get out, we all take a shot.  Then they get up, and leave.  They just walk straight out the front door to never be seen again. 

i guess it's funny!?!!! but wtf!!!!! 

SF is texting some girls he met who say theyre going to come.  

I'm pretty much over it, so I go to bed.  The spanish girls never show up.

Anyway, mission accomplished.  We pulled the hottest girls we were capable of pulling.  It was crazy how they got progressively hotter throughout the night.

Questions
-For the seated 3 set, could I have done anything better?  The hot one genuinely liked me and was telling her friends i was hot and cool.  That sucks they were such bitches.
-Do you see anything I should have done differently with the pull at the end?  I didn't want to ditch my truck, but maybe I should have??
-Should I have said more to the spanish girls over text?  should i have tried to call them?

Realizations
-Saturday night, I LIVED what it rsd truly means when it says "be the party and the girls will be drawn into it".  I'm not even sure exactly what it was, but we were having so much fun that it left room for true expression.  I never had a single boring conversation about stupid chode shit.  We were doing so much ridiculous shit, and having so much ridiculous shit happen that there was an abundance of fun things to vibe about.
-This game is a series of ups and downs.  The only reasonable course of action is to persist despite good or bad results.

Some Things to Ponder
-How much am I in this just to get laid vs fuck the hottest girls 
-I've been throwing easy lays away lately, but they haven't been any level of girl I would want to brag about.  Maybe it's good experience?  Should I be fucking girls I'm not that into just for the experience?  By fucking them, will it allow me to fuck hotter ones?  -or- Can I just go straight to fucking the hot ones?

A quick OKCupid Update
-Had my first date off it last sunday.  It was pretty fucking lame.  Probably my fault.  I kept it logical because that's the frame SHE set.  Chodey.
-Was about to give up, when... I got a letter saying I've been upgraded to hot member status, and I will now get hotter matches, quickly followed by...
-An IM conversation from a reasonably hot looking girl, who I set up a date for on wednesday... and
-A message from a really hot looking girl who I'm about to respond to now.

Thanks for reading this.  You guys make this community what it is- fucking awesome.