started out with BANG action stop girls on street with luke, lead em to other bar
they wont come in
go in another bar
open some set
some girl says something like 'i love this guy' super early. its her birthday. shit fizzles out tho. was hopeful for an easy lay heh.
walk in lukes 3set. start good. fizzle.
bounce hoods, this hood sucks.
find some packed fuckin place. i can hit hit hit hit as owen says, feel my body experiencing some emotional weakness or tiredness or somethign yet i do an AMAZING JOB of remainign DETACHED from like adding extra meaning to what is occuring. i am simply observing the beasting and while it doesnt look awesome, the operator (e.g. me) is doing stuff, making moves. a bunch of it was SLOW and CAREFUL as compared to normal levels of HIGH CERTAINTY.
some chick gives me a tequila shot. i feel that while being chill and tlaking to people im solid but showing intent or escalating...dont go w
part of why i may have been relying more on physical (and older sp actually, that recently seemed to end) was actually having not much to say. bad. means hes in his head. oh wait..bad...that shit dont exist. doesnt make sense. bad is not real any more than good is. eh eastern philosphy yeah.
2nd best set (best is later....)
walk up to girl out of a set im in
she says to me CAN YOU GO AWAY YOURE A CREEPER
me HOW YOU KNOW ALRADY
her YOU STARE AT GIRLS
i just bounce --- i did feel like ugh but i also realize 'no point staying in hereeeee this aint goin nowhere (lol watch really i could have fucked her if i just stared down her fuckin shit)
bounc next venue
dance w some huge titted bartender
I BELEIVE IN YOU
BUT YOU DONT KNOW ME
I BELIEVE IN ME
OH OK THATS GOOD
I BELEVE IN THE WORLD IN EVERYBODY
I BELIEVE IN YOU
YOU DONT KNOW ME
YA I BELIEVE IN EVERYONE
then she finally gets into the retardedness lol
some dance shit spin hug TITS IN FACE
love in the air
i chat some miami woman we have pretty good mutual shit talk. she answers a phone call. i say WHATS UP to some tranny sitting behind her. tranny says IF YOU DONT WALK UP TO TALK TO ME FUCK YOU
i just look and shrug
walk to miami girls friend
TRANNY HATES ME...LOOK
friend loves it. we chat a lot. i wait for fucken miami girl. miami girl returns. same shit. TRANNY LOVES ME LOOK AT IT.
TRANNY COMES UP TO ME AND IS VICIOUS AS FUCK. lol! 'i eat men like you for breakfast dont look at me ever again dur dur dur evera gain or ill tear your eyes out blah blah blah' tranny is angry as fuck. i just turn away 'ok no more looking at you. thanks and apologies maam, i wont look dont u worry'. bouncer comes to grab me and miami girl (lol poor girl). i tell bouncer he prob just wants to talk to me. sadly tranny 'saves' her (no she is my friend) i walk w bouncer. hes like 'wtf is going on' i calmly explain the situation. he says 'not what my staff says'. i say 'belive what you gotta believe man, id believe my staff too, this individual was rude as fuck to me, of course i was laughing and talking shit with my friends -- i imagine you might do the same but who am i to know, im just saying, i hear you, but this is also what occured, do you want me to leave? i dont mind ill leave and keep the peace for ya.'
nigga let me stay. cool calm collected motherfucker. yeahhh. even without being on im still in my own fuckin skin takin care of shit.
helped a newer dude in some set, i honestly knew it was fucked, this chick was like 'lets all be FRIENDS!' and i was like 'uhhh bold moves nig bold moves.' i was half gaming but she would run away n shit.
lol finally i get dude to walk up and go
LETS BOUNCE. FOOD. (she actualyl comes whoa) then i say fuck it (she wants to bring the boy parade of friends wtf, 4-5 other dudes, ugh).
he sees i no longer want to go, he #-closes. he hugs, does a quick peck on the lips, i say DUDE SHE JUST GOT WET.
best part ever...
girl: WET? WHAT DO YOUO MEAN? I DONT GET IT.
fuckin english speaking white girl. WHATS WET MEAN? lol.
either way that set was fucken weird. college ppl,...i think they have like no sexuality or something. was WEIRD. oh well. i was confused but the night was great. i did some awesome shit and let the emotions be their own thing (e.g. like how putting your hand in cold water, you could eitehr bitch about it and go crazy, or just see 'ah dang it looks that my hand is cold').
i personally think this is fuckin HUGE. i love fucken me man, i love me.
massive gains in chillness/relaxation.
massive new levels of insights.
massive amount of fuckedupness in how dirty ill talk to girls.
also really getting solid at determining whether a girl is wasting my time and is just boring as fuck.
oh yeah i had the fucken model looking bride to be all over me, not like faceraping or anything but her friends were definitely SCARED
had a cool conversation with one of her friends about how 'yeah i mean i dont give a fuck but shit, a year ago, id be shitting my pants about that' (truth)
she was gaming me pretty good (hot friend of bachelorette who had a boyfriend) it seemed then i went into 'ltak talk talk talk tlak' mode cuz i mentioned some fatty i know lost 100lbs, then shes liek 'new erson!' and i said not really i lost 100 lbs too, and then i was just a sexy looking weirdo...and kep talking bout teh game. thought it was total lulz that i was able to do an impression of pre-pickup tom, pre-rsd tom, post-rsd tom, and 3-6 months ago tom. amusing as fuck.