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Tonight was blast. My roommate from last year was DJing at Forum. Got there mad early after the bouncer assaulted me hard with his gaze. My fake ID is on fucking point, mostly because its a real ID, and I have yet to be denied with it anywhere in the city but I'm still a bit touchy about it.
Girl I met at Biergarten on Sunday said she would meet up with me. Previosly we had gone out to the movies and while I was pretty sure she liked me there didn't seem to be any chemistry. We actually ended up making out right before she left. Without a doubt she is the worst girl at kissing I have ever met. It was disgusting.
Tyler Durden is mad funny. In his latest video he talks about patterns and is like now your going to start talking about them too. You bet Owen. This girl kind of recoils at physical contact and always seems to be dazed the fuck out. From talking to enough girls though I have seen this before, ahhh the pattern, and I knew that it wasn't that she didn't like me but rather that she is just nervous or something. IDk quite know what but I have noticed it in other girls. Becuase I recognized this I was able to plow through it and not let it phaze me the fuck out like it would have six months ago.
Last night I got blackout drunk at a local bar. Called my boss hammered off my ass, mad funny. Something like six days in a row going out now. I was able to pump my state like never before tonight. I think I'm starting to get addicted to going out. It is sooooooo much fun and the brief glimpses of state that I get are so tantilizing.
Took a picture tonight but my girl looks so terrible I'm not going to post it. She is a cute seven but this picture makes her look like a demented three from hell.
Holla
Girl I met at Biergarten on Sunday said she would meet up with me. Previosly we had gone out to the movies and while I was pretty sure she liked me there didn't seem to be any chemistry. We actually ended up making out right before she left. Without a doubt she is the worst girl at kissing I have ever met. It was disgusting.
Tyler Durden is mad funny. In his latest video he talks about patterns and is like now your going to start talking about them too. You bet Owen. This girl kind of recoils at physical contact and always seems to be dazed the fuck out. From talking to enough girls though I have seen this before, ahhh the pattern, and I knew that it wasn't that she didn't like me but rather that she is just nervous or something. IDk quite know what but I have noticed it in other girls. Becuase I recognized this I was able to plow through it and not let it phaze me the fuck out like it would have six months ago.
Last night I got blackout drunk at a local bar. Called my boss hammered off my ass, mad funny. Something like six days in a row going out now. I was able to pump my state like never before tonight. I think I'm starting to get addicted to going out. It is sooooooo much fun and the brief glimpses of state that I get are so tantilizing.
Took a picture tonight but my girl looks so terrible I'm not going to post it. She is a cute seven but this picture makes her look like a demented three from hell.
Holla
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Last night was a blast. Pacha. I was supposed to see two big names in House music but after the warmup DJ played for three hours with no signs of stopping I left. Lesson learned, next time I go to Pacha I'll be prepared to stay till sunup. Talked to a girl named Raina for a while, she was cool.
Towards the end there was a cutie standing a few feet away. I was like, hmm I don't think this set will go well but I also have no fucking idea how it will turn out. Only one way to find out. Turns out she was the coolest, smartest and most attractive girl I have vibed with yet. Alexa was a double physics/chemistry major and super easy to talk to. The physical contact I had with her was nothing short of incredible for me. What made it so nice was it was all so smooth.
Anyone can touch a girl but if you do it for no reason it comes off as, well lame.
Last night made seven nights in a row of going out. I woke up this morning and my first thought was I wonder what cool girls I will meet tonight?
Towards the end there was a cutie standing a few feet away. I was like, hmm I don't think this set will go well but I also have no fucking idea how it will turn out. Only one way to find out. Turns out she was the coolest, smartest and most attractive girl I have vibed with yet. Alexa was a double physics/chemistry major and super easy to talk to. The physical contact I had with her was nothing short of incredible for me. What made it so nice was it was all so smooth.
Anyone can touch a girl but if you do it for no reason it comes off as, well lame.
Last night made seven nights in a row of going out. I woke up this morning and my first thought was I wonder what cool girls I will meet tonight?
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Tonight was big for me. It would have been very easy for me to stay in. I had odd state crash mid afternoon. I have been crusing, in the fucking zone these last few days and out of blue I crashed a bit. Faster than any drug comedown I have ever experienced it was a matter of a second or two.
I overcame though. Even though I got my ass to Meatpacking I wasn't sure I was going to be able to get myself to approach. Biergarten was fucking dead so I headed to my favorite spot. Sick place but I'm keeping it to myself. You gotta come out with me to find out. I get up there, cuties everywhere per usual. I walk up to a girl and say I like this spot. Bam. My entire criteria for success was met with that. I went out and talked to at least one girl.
After that it was Nicolle and Angelo, two stunners from Sweden and Columbia, respectively. Total friend zone conversation. Fucks given, zero. It would have been so easy to come back to my room and blaze a bowl but instead I pulled off day eight in a row and approached.
My old self is dying quickly. Texted gorgous girl from last night asking her to drink brews in the park with me and my friends for the fourth. She was working though. Told her to text me next time she is in the city and she said she will. I beleive she will too. Previously, no way in fuck hell chance. However, I left a great impression of myself with this girl.
A big thing in texting game that I think is great to always think about is not to text about anything but meeting up. It should all lead in that direction. Sure if your Julien or whatever you can make a chick wet through texting but I would guess most guys can't. For the average Joe like me lots of texting gives me lots of chances to chode myself out. Better to keep texts at an absolute minimum.
Going out is the shit. I finally see what Tyler has been getting at all these years.
The Game needs change and Logic 'll break a hundred
I overcame though. Even though I got my ass to Meatpacking I wasn't sure I was going to be able to get myself to approach. Biergarten was fucking dead so I headed to my favorite spot. Sick place but I'm keeping it to myself. You gotta come out with me to find out. I get up there, cuties everywhere per usual. I walk up to a girl and say I like this spot. Bam. My entire criteria for success was met with that. I went out and talked to at least one girl.
After that it was Nicolle and Angelo, two stunners from Sweden and Columbia, respectively. Total friend zone conversation. Fucks given, zero. It would have been so easy to come back to my room and blaze a bowl but instead I pulled off day eight in a row and approached.
My old self is dying quickly. Texted gorgous girl from last night asking her to drink brews in the park with me and my friends for the fourth. She was working though. Told her to text me next time she is in the city and she said she will. I beleive she will too. Previously, no way in fuck hell chance. However, I left a great impression of myself with this girl.
A big thing in texting game that I think is great to always think about is not to text about anything but meeting up. It should all lead in that direction. Sure if your Julien or whatever you can make a chick wet through texting but I would guess most guys can't. For the average Joe like me lots of texting gives me lots of chances to chode myself out. Better to keep texts at an absolute minimum.
Going out is the shit. I finally see what Tyler has been getting at all these years.
The Game needs change and Logic 'll break a hundred
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Tonight sucked cock. The city was dead. Biergarten had entire tables empty, unheard of. I put out a post looking for a wingman in the NYC inner circle. Got two hits, one solid and one chode. Me and solid guy are going out Ceilo tomorrow night. Chode guy texted me than didn't even text me back tonight. After I waited half an hour for a text back I just texted him and told him not to contact me.
After that I tried to make shit happen but for the first time since I came to the city my ID got denied. Still at about a 95% success rate but I was hoping I could go the entire summer without a problem.
Good news; Brad bootcamp in four days. I feel good that I'll be going into that with some momentum.
Even though this is the worst night I've had since coming to the city its still better than what my worst nights used to be. Progress and such. Marijuana, shower and bed and I'll feel better.
After that I tried to make shit happen but for the first time since I came to the city my ID got denied. Still at about a 95% success rate but I was hoping I could go the entire summer without a problem.
Good news; Brad bootcamp in four days. I feel good that I'll be going into that with some momentum.
Even though this is the worst night I've had since coming to the city its still better than what my worst nights used to be. Progress and such. Marijuana, shower and bed and I'll feel better.
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Tonight sucked cock. The city was dead. Biergarten had entire tables empty, unheard of. I put out a post looking for a wingman in the NYC inner circle. Got two hits, one solid and one chode. Me and solid guy are going out Ceilo tomorrow night. Chode guy texted me than didn't even text me back tonight. After I waited half an hour for a text back I just texted him and told him not to contact me.
After that I tried to make shit happen but for the first time since I came to the city my ID got denied. Still at about a 95% success rate but I was hoping I could go the entire summer without a problem.
Good news; Brad bootcamp in four days. I feel good that I'll be going into that with some momentum.
Even though this is the worst night I've had since coming to the city its still better than what my worst nights used to be. Progress and such. Marijuana, shower and bed and I'll feel better.
ur id got denied? u under 21 lol? i was doin street sets by pen station and time square which is a nice alternative to consistent venue scene, but dont feel bad i posted for rsd nyc wings and got flaked by 7 of them ;) After that I tried to make shit happen but for the first time since I came to the city my ID got denied. Still at about a 95% success rate but I was hoping I could go the entire summer without a problem.
Good news; Brad bootcamp in four days. I feel good that I'll be going into that with some momentum.
Even though this is the worst night I've had since coming to the city its still better than what my worst nights used to be. Progress and such. Marijuana, shower and bed and I'll feel better.
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Haha I'm doing better flake wise than you. There is this one guy who texts me than never texts me back, I think he's trying to fuck with me or something its nuts. Fucken Pen station man IDK how you do it. I was there today and there were so many fucking people I couldn't wait to leave.
Tonight was fucking amazing. Even though I didn't get any numbers or makeouts I think it was the best night of going out yet. Joyride from the forums here hooked me up with this promoters offer to get this tri-fucking-fecta of an offer. Free entry to Cielo, with open Vodka bar, and Chriss Vargas spinning. It literally doesn't get any better than that. The booze matters not but the other two were amazing. I was nervous about my ID after last night but all was fine.
Holy fuck was the city lit up too. Last night it was dead and tonight it was the busiest I have ever seen meatpacking. I took a picture of a Lamborghini with a Rolls Royce driving by, so cool. The Maserati a few cars down parcked behind the Porsche was nice too.
Before I hit up Cielo I opened a set on the street and it went amazing. Super solid eye contact, killer tonality. I made them chase me. She initiated kino and both of them shook my hand when they left. At Cielo I found Dan aka Joyride. His friend Steve was there too. Steve is a monster at game. On the dance floor he was killing it dead. Three makouts for him and the night was young, impressive.
Probably opened about ten sets. I had one super solid approach that I was proud of. Tyler Durden says that if you go out frequently in six months your best approach will be your worst approach. Can't even imagine.
Tomorrow; get crunked on Stella in Central Park and probably yell at random girls.
Going out is like a drug. Seriosly. I do too many drugs but going out could easily replace all of them. High off of approaches
Tonight was fucking amazing. Even though I didn't get any numbers or makeouts I think it was the best night of going out yet. Joyride from the forums here hooked me up with this promoters offer to get this tri-fucking-fecta of an offer. Free entry to Cielo, with open Vodka bar, and Chriss Vargas spinning. It literally doesn't get any better than that. The booze matters not but the other two were amazing. I was nervous about my ID after last night but all was fine.
Holy fuck was the city lit up too. Last night it was dead and tonight it was the busiest I have ever seen meatpacking. I took a picture of a Lamborghini with a Rolls Royce driving by, so cool. The Maserati a few cars down parcked behind the Porsche was nice too.
Before I hit up Cielo I opened a set on the street and it went amazing. Super solid eye contact, killer tonality. I made them chase me. She initiated kino and both of them shook my hand when they left. At Cielo I found Dan aka Joyride. His friend Steve was there too. Steve is a monster at game. On the dance floor he was killing it dead. Three makouts for him and the night was young, impressive.
Probably opened about ten sets. I had one super solid approach that I was proud of. Tyler Durden says that if you go out frequently in six months your best approach will be your worst approach. Can't even imagine.
Tomorrow; get crunked on Stella in Central Park and probably yell at random girls.
Going out is like a drug. Seriosly. I do too many drugs but going out could easily replace all of them. High off of approaches
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I am fucking physically exhausted to the core right now. My body is revolting against my lifestyle. Started off drinking Stella in Central Park. My plan was to get drunk with my boy but it just wasn't working. After two years of college I have an annoying tolerance to alcohol and sometimes I simply cannot get drunk.
This was one of those days.
Sipping my flask I got a ticket on 58th street for open container. My buddy was bugging because the cops took ten minutes or so but I just kept telling him, yo, chill out. It will be ok. They are just sitting in their air conditioned car fucking with us. Sure enough, after ten minutes he comes out, gives us back our IDs.
The cop is like, did you dump that flask? I'm like nah. He's like good, take it somewhere else and finish it off. Very cool coppers. My buddy could hardly beleive how chill they were. I could, I've had a shit ton of good experience with cops.
Ended up going to Biergarten and meeting these two guys in line. One was a pickup guy from some lair I had never heard of. I approached three different sets while he sipped his beer. I was like yo, APPROACH! He was like you suck you keep getting blown out and he walked away. I was like lol ok buddy coming from the scanning chode with brew in hand. He texted me later and I just ignored it.
Got into my favorite spot again. Different bouncer so my ID was gold. Also, had two cute girls in line I was sorta of chatting up and they half told the bouncer I was with them which helped.
Up to my spot and I probably opened ten sets. Now almost all of these were a minute or two long but It was still a blast. I thought that after I got over my deep seated fear of approacing everything would be easy.
WRONG!
Now I have to take it to the next level. I'm not really so scared of approaching but I do get nervous at staying in set for long peroids of time so that what I have to work on next. Did get this one girls email because she broek her phone last week. Had an absolute blast chilling at my spot. Like I said, tons of approaches.
Walking back to the train station I realized just how physically exhausted I am. Ten, eleven, twelve nights in a row, IDK. My feet hurt. My body hurts. My brain hurts. It would be easier to name what isnt fried.
What am I going to do about it?
Go out to a house party with Joyride tomorrow night! Fuck my miserable condition, I can sleep when I'm dead.
My tolerance for bitch, pathetic behavior is dropping heavily. I honestly don't know how Tyler and the like put up with the huge amount of chodeness on this forum from people who don't go out.
Holy fuck man, to everyone having problems with girls, Thirty day motherfucking challenge!
Start:
NOW
This was one of those days.
Sipping my flask I got a ticket on 58th street for open container. My buddy was bugging because the cops took ten minutes or so but I just kept telling him, yo, chill out. It will be ok. They are just sitting in their air conditioned car fucking with us. Sure enough, after ten minutes he comes out, gives us back our IDs.
The cop is like, did you dump that flask? I'm like nah. He's like good, take it somewhere else and finish it off. Very cool coppers. My buddy could hardly beleive how chill they were. I could, I've had a shit ton of good experience with cops.
Ended up going to Biergarten and meeting these two guys in line. One was a pickup guy from some lair I had never heard of. I approached three different sets while he sipped his beer. I was like yo, APPROACH! He was like you suck you keep getting blown out and he walked away. I was like lol ok buddy coming from the scanning chode with brew in hand. He texted me later and I just ignored it.
Got into my favorite spot again. Different bouncer so my ID was gold. Also, had two cute girls in line I was sorta of chatting up and they half told the bouncer I was with them which helped.
Up to my spot and I probably opened ten sets. Now almost all of these were a minute or two long but It was still a blast. I thought that after I got over my deep seated fear of approacing everything would be easy.
WRONG!
Now I have to take it to the next level. I'm not really so scared of approaching but I do get nervous at staying in set for long peroids of time so that what I have to work on next. Did get this one girls email because she broek her phone last week. Had an absolute blast chilling at my spot. Like I said, tons of approaches.
Walking back to the train station I realized just how physically exhausted I am. Ten, eleven, twelve nights in a row, IDK. My feet hurt. My body hurts. My brain hurts. It would be easier to name what isnt fried.
What am I going to do about it?
Go out to a house party with Joyride tomorrow night! Fuck my miserable condition, I can sleep when I'm dead.
My tolerance for bitch, pathetic behavior is dropping heavily. I honestly don't know how Tyler and the like put up with the huge amount of chodeness on this forum from people who don't go out.
Holy fuck man, to everyone having problems with girls, Thirty day motherfucking challenge!
Start:
NOW
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Hudson Terrace or whatever was tonights venue. It's straight across from Pacha for anyone who's been to the city. Cool place. Sat down next to some asian girls. Was on the verge of choding out and probably having a crap night when I was like, wait, NO. Talked to this girl for twenty mintues or so. I can remember all her friends names; Elle, Kaitlin and Koyu but not hers. Funny shit.
Eventually it fizzled out and she left. I was being the biggest bitch in the world about physicality, I would have left if I was her too.
Joyride is walking around the venue too. Mad props to him for hooking me up with link for the guestlist. I actually learned that he used to game with Distant Lights back in the day. Mad funny to be going out with all these people who actually exist behind their screen names.
One of Joyrides buddies pulled a cute blonde girl home.
Eventually we bounced though, the venue was not that hot on this particular night. Quick ride over to Meatpacking in Joyride's BMW to hit up some street sets.
I make eye contact with this cute blonde girl and approach with the holy grail of lame; I love your haircut. I mean, I really did though so maybe it had some aunthenticity at least. I'm getting mad weird vibes from this girl. Weird in that she seems totally into me even though I being the most riduclous, logical, boring, in my head chode bastard from hell. I am convinced she is a hooker. Why the fuck else would she have not blown me out by now?
I run away scared. So fucking funny lol. I talk to Joyride and he's like in five years I've only talked to one hooker. I have been going out two weeks. Odds are low. Maybe she just liked me?
Lesson learned; stay in set. That's actually a huge sticking point for me, I bounce way to early from most of my sets. I need to slowly progress towards burning them to the ground.
Another great night. Talked to girls and danced to some AMAZING underground house. Watched some guys pathetically try dancing with one hand in their pocket and one hand clutching a beer like a life raft. Hey, It could always be worse
Eventually it fizzled out and she left. I was being the biggest bitch in the world about physicality, I would have left if I was her too.
Joyride is walking around the venue too. Mad props to him for hooking me up with link for the guestlist. I actually learned that he used to game with Distant Lights back in the day. Mad funny to be going out with all these people who actually exist behind their screen names.
One of Joyrides buddies pulled a cute blonde girl home.
Eventually we bounced though, the venue was not that hot on this particular night. Quick ride over to Meatpacking in Joyride's BMW to hit up some street sets.
I make eye contact with this cute blonde girl and approach with the holy grail of lame; I love your haircut. I mean, I really did though so maybe it had some aunthenticity at least. I'm getting mad weird vibes from this girl. Weird in that she seems totally into me even though I being the most riduclous, logical, boring, in my head chode bastard from hell. I am convinced she is a hooker. Why the fuck else would she have not blown me out by now?
I run away scared. So fucking funny lol. I talk to Joyride and he's like in five years I've only talked to one hooker. I have been going out two weeks. Odds are low. Maybe she just liked me?
Lesson learned; stay in set. That's actually a huge sticking point for me, I bounce way to early from most of my sets. I need to slowly progress towards burning them to the ground.
Another great night. Talked to girls and danced to some AMAZING underground house. Watched some guys pathetically try dancing with one hand in their pocket and one hand clutching a beer like a life raft. Hey, It could always be worse
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The mayhem has not even started...
Well. It has now is what I'm trying to say.
First night of Brad Bootcamp. I was mad stressing that I wasnt in the right spot to meet him. Texted one of many fleeting wingmen that I have gone out with and he told me I was more or less in the right spot for the meetup. Brad walks in and I say whatup as does Nick, my partner in arms.
After two hours or` so of talking we make our way over to Biergarten. Asian bouncer guy who never smiles but also doesn't give a flying fuck about ID's is there. I probably see this guy four or five nights a week no joke. Approach my first set. Cool. Second, great. Third, fun. You get the idea.
Head over to Brassmonkey.
Lots more sets. The thing is even though I was approaching all the sets Brad told me to and some of my own, I felt like a motherfucking programmed computer. I wasn't actually having any fun. My thought process was more like, approach, breaking tonality introduction, statements, eye contact, blah fucking blah blah instead of have fun.
Also doesn't help that I am more or less exhausted.
However, what did help was what I know of Tyler Durden. Read so much about him powering through no food and sleep so many times that I was like fuck yeah! I can do this shit!
We take a taxi over to some hotel, I can't even remember the name. Lots more sets but I still feel like this god damn programmed cyborg from pickup hell. I tell Brad this and he gets creative.
He's like, Have you ever wrode a horse? I'm like yeah. He's like ok here is the plan. You go over to those two girls, say I have wrode a horse before, ask if they have, and you have to use the word magnificent. Just like that I started having fun. My girl was not really attractive and her boyfriend was right there but my ten minutes of talking to her was really enjoyable. Also she was Australian. In my very brief experience Australian girls are a blast.
More sets.
Brad gives me more inspiration. He's like, I want you to go ask this chick if she has ever changed the oil in her car.
I do it.
Best set of the entire night. This girl is attractive. Would have to see her in full light but as far as I could discern she was a solid eight. Also, she loved to dance, huge plus in my book. I hate it when girls don't like to dance because I really enjoy it. I talk with her for a while, eventually kiss her. Brad texts me to move her, anywhere! So I take her downstairs and she was like I like that you wanted to come down here. First time I have ever moved a girl like that and it worked wonders. More dancing, some kissing.
Move her to the bottom level for some great dancing and making out. Well, the dancing was better than the making out, she kinda blew at that.
At this point I actually got nervous because I really beleive I could have pulled her home right then and there. I have never pulled a girl from a bar like that and I have some serious limiting/inferior complex beliefs about it.
Worst part of the night was that she actually left to go get her friend after making me promise to stay right there. Yep. She never came back and like an Idiot I didnt grab her number. For about fifteen minutes I was beating myself up.
Nick my bootcamp partner though was a voice of reality and was like there is more where that came from.
Shortly after that we left Brad macking on some stunner and I caught a bus back to my humble abode across the river.
Awesome night. Tons of sets. Some great pointers. Even though I have read plenty of the shit Brad talked about it the information was entirely more relevant coming from his mouth and having him demonstrate it. Great guy.
I'm going to try to get as much fucking sleep as is humanly possible so I am ready to face sarging in 100 degree weather tomorrow. Hooyah Manhattan.
Love you to death New York City
Well. It has now is what I'm trying to say.
First night of Brad Bootcamp. I was mad stressing that I wasnt in the right spot to meet him. Texted one of many fleeting wingmen that I have gone out with and he told me I was more or less in the right spot for the meetup. Brad walks in and I say whatup as does Nick, my partner in arms.
After two hours or` so of talking we make our way over to Biergarten. Asian bouncer guy who never smiles but also doesn't give a flying fuck about ID's is there. I probably see this guy four or five nights a week no joke. Approach my first set. Cool. Second, great. Third, fun. You get the idea.
Head over to Brassmonkey.
Lots more sets. The thing is even though I was approaching all the sets Brad told me to and some of my own, I felt like a motherfucking programmed computer. I wasn't actually having any fun. My thought process was more like, approach, breaking tonality introduction, statements, eye contact, blah fucking blah blah instead of have fun.
Also doesn't help that I am more or less exhausted.
However, what did help was what I know of Tyler Durden. Read so much about him powering through no food and sleep so many times that I was like fuck yeah! I can do this shit!
We take a taxi over to some hotel, I can't even remember the name. Lots more sets but I still feel like this god damn programmed cyborg from pickup hell. I tell Brad this and he gets creative.
He's like, Have you ever wrode a horse? I'm like yeah. He's like ok here is the plan. You go over to those two girls, say I have wrode a horse before, ask if they have, and you have to use the word magnificent. Just like that I started having fun. My girl was not really attractive and her boyfriend was right there but my ten minutes of talking to her was really enjoyable. Also she was Australian. In my very brief experience Australian girls are a blast.
More sets.
Brad gives me more inspiration. He's like, I want you to go ask this chick if she has ever changed the oil in her car.
I do it.
Best set of the entire night. This girl is attractive. Would have to see her in full light but as far as I could discern she was a solid eight. Also, she loved to dance, huge plus in my book. I hate it when girls don't like to dance because I really enjoy it. I talk with her for a while, eventually kiss her. Brad texts me to move her, anywhere! So I take her downstairs and she was like I like that you wanted to come down here. First time I have ever moved a girl like that and it worked wonders. More dancing, some kissing.
Move her to the bottom level for some great dancing and making out. Well, the dancing was better than the making out, she kinda blew at that.
At this point I actually got nervous because I really beleive I could have pulled her home right then and there. I have never pulled a girl from a bar like that and I have some serious limiting/inferior complex beliefs about it.
Worst part of the night was that she actually left to go get her friend after making me promise to stay right there. Yep. She never came back and like an Idiot I didnt grab her number. For about fifteen minutes I was beating myself up.
Nick my bootcamp partner though was a voice of reality and was like there is more where that came from.
Shortly after that we left Brad macking on some stunner and I caught a bus back to my humble abode across the river.
Awesome night. Tons of sets. Some great pointers. Even though I have read plenty of the shit Brad talked about it the information was entirely more relevant coming from his mouth and having him demonstrate it. Great guy.
I'm going to try to get as much fucking sleep as is humanly possible so I am ready to face sarging in 100 degree weather tomorrow. Hooyah Manhattan.
Love you to death New York City
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I've known about RSD for years. I took in way more information than was healthy but its only in about the last six months I have really improved myself. I came to NYC with two bags and nowhere to stay in order to game in my favorite city in the world.
I've been here ten days, give or take. So far; best decision of my life.
I'll start with a super short writeup of tonight. Met up with Marko who I am sure many of you know. His posts are great. I was uncomfortable, stifled, in my head, and nervous. I thought it would be cool to meet up with someone who had great game but it was more of a mindfuck than anything. Another RSD guy joins us and we depart Biergarten.
Long story short; we end up on some penthouse of a hotel with a great DJ spinning. I open some sets and start to develop some momentum. Girl tells me to fuck off and bam; gone. After that I sat on the couch and rocked out to the dj for a while. Then I talked to an Australian girl for half an hour before ditching Meatpacking and heading back home.
This makes four days in a row of going out. I think by the time I leave NYC it will be forty days in a row of going out. I have no plans on staying in my room, alone, anymore.
You guys like to read FR reports and hear about lays. I know bc I am that guy as well. Might as well warn you, stop reading. Unless I have a great day 2 with a girl or something I will not be getting laid this summer. I am investing in getting these social skills so that I can use them at school. My house that I will be living in is a hundred feet from three different bars. This entire venture to NYC is about developing a solid core in myself that I can whip out back in college town and run shit.
Lots more I could say, but I won't. Previously I had contacted Distant Lights about meeting up and he said he was down but now I'm not so sure I want to. If it was a mindfuck like meeting up with Marko was then I would just assume wait until I felt ready to meet him.
I think I have a bootcamp coming up but Stu hasn't emailed me back so who knows. Not sure I even need it as much anymore because I have the motivation to go out and APPROACH without someone pushing me on.
Either way, NYC is tits
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