Well, I don't really have much to post, but I felt like it anyway...

So that oneitis wrote on my wall. I gave a "Maybe" to her Facebook event, and she wrote "You're only maybe attending my birthday?! =/". I responded that I just didn't know if I'd have to work (which is true), and that I think I work til 8 (also true), so I might be able to come to the bar later in the night, if I have the money (again, the truth). I did some minor stalking to see if she wrote on any other of the "maybe"'s walls...she didn't.

I feel like I've given myself good outs here...first of all, I might actually be too broke to go. Even if I'm not, I can just say that and not show up, acting like I feel bad and really wanted to go.

She's a strange girl though. Things were weird between us when we left off. She basically friend-zoned me on purpose by bringing up "a guy i like" in front of me and another friend...and I've seen her once since then. But she acts like we're great friends and everything is cool? I don't get it. I wasn't doing the whole "be her friend first and then maybe I can get it in" deal...I made my intentions known early. So the whole time we were hanging out she basically knew I wanted her. I dunno. This might be a little incoherent cause I'm drunk.

I wanted to go out tonight, but just ended up drinking and playing cards with my friends. We heard of one party going on, but it was a long trek and we didn't really have the means to get there. Disappointing though because there were a ton of hotties there. I need to do something tomorrow. Unfortunately my money is still lacking though, so I'm pretty dependent on parties since I can't afford bars. Hopefully something is going on...

First day of work at 9AM tomorrow, but it's probably just a training thing. This isn't seduction related but I'm going to have to be a nomad for August, since the online poker money I was depending on hasn't come through and I can't make a down payment on a place until I get student loans in September. Should be an interesting month...working, moving between friend's places and crashing for a week at a time...at least I won't have rent/utilities to pay though, I can just spend my work money on food/toiletries/partying. Normally I'd be freaking out about a situation like this, but I seriously just let everything roll off my back now. Don't sweat the things you can't change, yo. Luckily I have good friends to look out for me.

Hopefully my next update has some meat to it. The party scene around here has been lame the past couple of weeks, for some reason. But I'll update again soon.

And thank you, new followers! It's seriously so encouraging to know people are reading this. Another thing I need to do is give feedback for other people. I just don't since I'm so new at this, I feel like I don't have anything to offer. I could at least help with AA though. Anyway, I'll cut it here.

It's amazing to see the progress between page 1 and here for you bro. I'm honestly happy for you.

Earlier you mentioned how easy it is to #close, have you kept up with that? Maybe you should, and a sticking point I have a problem with is actually texting them after getting their number. You SHOULD! Just simple things like, 'are you going to this party' etc. The high school friend of yours and HB7.5, what happened to them? Cool dress girl? These should all be girls you're texting, and they can easily be exchanged for others daily if necessary.

You seem like a fun guy, and are outgoing, women are going to WANT to talk to you, they want you to have their number and let them know of whats going on.

Good luck with the money problems as well bud, I hope stuff works out for you. Maybe bring your friends to this forum, or just give them idle tips and that way they can wingman for you appropriately and that way you don't have to worry about situation like when your friend wanted to go back ...

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Take notes.

Yeah I'm really bad on following up with numbers. I've been slacking lately in general though. I've only gotten 3 numbers since I started this and the last one was like a month ago. The first two aren't really options either since they're dating each other. I have texted them a few times though, inviting them to stuff...got no response once and the other time they were both busy (one girl said she had finals which is legit...and the other does everything with her). I texted the third girl the night I got her number but haven't done anything since then...it's been a month too so I feel like I missed my window.

I really want to break out of my social circle. I don't know that girl from high school that well and it would just feel weird to game her. Hopefully there's something cool going on tonight. One thing I really want to start doing consistently is day game. I'm working in the heart of the city so I should be able to make that happen before/after work.

FR from last night

I went to a dance party at a bar near my house that they have every Monday night. Had a lot of friends/acquaintances there. Got drunk enough to dance and was having fun, not dancing with any chicks one-on-one, more just in a group. Eventually the friends I came with left and at this point my state shifted...just started feeling awkward since I didn't have a group of people I knew to dance with anymore, so if I wanted to I'd have to open up to strangers on my own. I noticed a blonde HB8 and Asian HB7 dancing together...just them. Wanted to go in but kept psyching myself out. Was standing on the stage talking to my friend (a natural) who knew the DJ. He's telling me to just go in and start dancing. I make some lame excuse that I'm just going to run upstairs and see if any of my other friends are here and then come back.

I do that, come back and those two are dancing on the stage now. I just start dancing next to the blonde. I glance over at her a couple times, I think I give some compliment about how they dance (it's fuzzy cause I was pretty drunk)...at some point she pulls out a pack of cigs, I motion to bum one, she says sure...we go outside. End up talking about boring shit...where they're from...why they're in the city, blah blah. Asian girl had a tattoo and we talked about that, and tats in general...I was talking to the Asian more than the blonde. She mentioned being half-Asian, I said I could tell cause her eyes weren't quite full Asian. Blonde says something about her having beautiful eyes...I say something like "Eh...they're alright" but smiling, not being a dick about it. They laugh...I'm like "if i just came out and said you had beautiful eyes that would be weird." Asian giggles/disagrees. Blonde pulls out another cig and offers another to me. Our conversation kind of dies down at some point...there are other people out there that they know...including a dude who seems like he might be with the blonde.

Eventually they start talking about leaving. I say "You guys heading out?" to Blonde, she says they are, I say "You should just give me your number...for the fuck of it." This was pretty much me just saying what was in my head with no filter. I hadn't established any connection with her whatsoever, I knew I hadn't put in the work to actually get a number, but just thought to myself "They're leaving anyway and I prob won't see them again, I might as well ask for the fuck of it." She says "For the fuck of it? I don't really give me number out for that reason..." I say, "Just because...you know". She's like "Eh...", something like that...generally resisting but not explicitly saying no. I'm just like "It's cool...I figured I might as well ask. Thanks for the cigs. I'm gonna head back inside." She says, "Have fun dude." Blah.

I fucked up a few different ways here. First...if I was going to go for a number it clearly should've been the Asian's. I just got blinded by how hot the Blonde was. But I'm not sure if I could've gotten the Asian's either...the talking about her eyes thing seemed decent but I didn't really establish any kind of connection (rapport, attraction, whatever you want to call that shit. I'm not big into the pickup lingo.)

What I learned from this interaction

- Don't get caught up in one target. I wanted the Blonde right away and even though I was getting along better with her friend, I got tunnel vision and didn't even consider adjusting my plan and going for the Asian.

- It's a good thing to just say what's on your mind...usually. Sometimes you have to filter that shit though. Obviously my phrasing when going for the number was way off.

- Woke up feeling a little embarrassed about it but got over it. Every failure is feedback. I already knew that but yeah...I'm glad I just made an interaction happen. It didn't go well but it wasn't anything THAT horrible.

- I need to be approaching far more often. I did talk a little with a Blonde/Brunette set of HB7's with one of my friends earlier in the night but it was so fucking loud inside it didn't really develop. If I could've gotten the rust off with earlier sets, maybe this one would've gone more smoothly.

DUDE! Hey, hey! I have an idea, man! Okay, here's what I did (with a LOT of success). So, I was listening to David DeAngelo's program, Meeting Women in Bars and Clubs, and he mentioned some various affirmations to say to yourself.

Man, I rephrased one (because NLP says that your subconscious mind can't process a negative) to suit my needs, and BAM! I'm talking to EVERYONE. I can go out and just start talking to whoever I want. Here it is (I like to write this over and over again on an entire sheet of paper while saying it out loud):

"I am indifferent to the opinions of others."



BAM! That worked so amazingly, I can't even begin to describe how well things have worked since then. I've been giving automatic responses to beautiful women, constantly talking before everyone despite the "competition," a dude right between me and this girl as we stood in line at Chipotle (even though that can hardly be a challenge, because it turns out he really wanted to talk to this girl nearby but was too shy to do so).

Seriously, I asked for their e-mail, saying "Hey, you guys should join me for Happy Hour sometime. You guys got e-mail?" (I brought the dude in, because he seemed so cool and AFC at the same time).

Anyway, I ended up talking to every girl I saw at this busy Chipotle, despite the "taboo" of speaking to people you don't know, because of this affirmation I DRILLED into my head. Amazing.

Don't even get me started on the Beauty Store (or whatever it's called). I locked eyes immediately, walked up to her, and had this intense conversation chock FULL of tension as I asked her in a cocky and funny way (btw, C&F, too, can get drilled into your brain after listening to David DeAngelo for so long) what the best smelling shampoo. Then, I proceeded to talk about various shit around the store, knowing that the HOW was infinitely more important than the what (amazingly true). She said she could tell me what every shampoo would smell like just from the shape and color of the bottle (I proved her WRONG, hoe! Luvz from me, yo!")

Amazing. The point is, these affirmations (or "subconscious commands", in other words) WORK!

Especially after reading Think and Grow Rich, I know now the power of these things.

When you want to try these things out, here are a few more for thought (again, I like to write these over a whole sheet of paper, one page to each, while saying it out loud--David D. recommends this method (and others, too):

"My respect must be earned."
"I am open and honest with all women."
(Again) "I am indifferent to the opinion of others."
"I am becoming more honest every day."
"I, and what I'm doing, are the best things going on."
"It is always on." (I think about the girl when writing this, so I can "feel" what "It" means)
"Every day, in every way, I'm getting better and better."

Feel free to come up with your own. Everything but the last one was David D.'s (except the indifferent one, I needed to positively phrase that).

One caveat should you try this: Word your affirmations positively, or bad things will result. This is basic NLP, and you might know this. Example:

Good: "I have a dong the size of the Empire State building." (How's that for self-esteem?)
Bad: "I don't have a tiny dong."

Our subconscious minds can't process the last one, according to NLP and personal experience, because it does not comprehend a negative.

Translation of the two according to the subconscious mind;

"I have a dong the size of the Empire State building."
:'( "I have a tiny dong."

Beware, LOL. And I know you'll have some awesome experiences, J(ames?)Blaze88.

I wish I knew your real name, but that's okay.


Some more pics (I love affirmations):






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really good read. Thanks

Haha I just failed so hard...well, sorta. I just typed up this message to a friend, I'll copy and paste it here.

yo i suck. i just went to pick up liquor and soda and was walking back, past that piazza jawn if you remember that. and there's this hotass brunette...like HB8 leaning against the wall smoking a cig, i look over at her and she looks and me and she says "hey!...do you know what this song is?" there's some song playing across the walk at one of those outdoor places. i walk up and stand and lean over to listen, tryna think of something to say and i'm just like "nah i can't really tell"...she's like "i love this song and i always hear it, i could look it up but i don't have my phone" and i'm just like ah...don't think just talk and say something, i go "yeah i'm not a hipster so i can't really tell" and laugh a little...she laughs a little too, like nervously cause it's kinda awkward...then says "sorry" or something i'm like "nah don't be sorry it's cool" and run away...fuck. whole time i was nervous as all shit. i just didn't expect that shit. hopefully i can find something to do tonight though so i can use that as a springboard...HB8 opens me? it was just so out of left field i didn't know wtf to do.

Reports from bar nights this weekend

I went out to bars Friday and Saturday night, and learned a couple things. I'll start with the reports though...

Friday a friend of mine knew the DJ's at a bar within walking distance of my house. A special night playing pop/punk kind of music...Brand New, Taking Back Sunday, shit like that. So a hipster crowd. I took a couple shots and walked there...called my friend when I got outside and he said he was 15 minutes away. So I went in and got a beer. Didn't know anyone else there. I didn't really feel awkward or anything, but definitely just didn't feel like talking to people. I got my beer and kind of just leaned against the bar and watched the DJ/dance part of the bar (it was separate from the actual bar). About ten minutes later I hear my friend call my name, go up and talk to him. He knew a ton of people there though so he was jumping around a lot. Kind of had a hard time talking to him. Ended up seeing a couple of other people I'd met through him though, so I talked to them.

I should have written this report earlier...I'm realizing now the details of the night are fuzzy. Nothing really noteworthy happened though. I didn't open any girls...blah. I talked to one pretty cute girl (HB7ish) I'd met through him once before when I went outside to smoke a cig (I've started doing this for almost purely social reasons...only when I'm out drinking). She was standing with another dude I hadn't met before. I talked with them though and it was good, I mean just social...I wasn't trying to game her, cause it kind of seemed like they were together. I saw them making out towards the end of the night.

The biggest thing I took away from this night is the fact that I am completely uncomfortable with dance-floor dominant bars, unless I have a big group of friends there. I'm clueless when it comes to opening chicks on the dance floor, understandably so since I'd venture to say this is the most difficult arena to open in (besides actual nightclubs). But I had opportunities outside of the dance-floor that I didn't take. Earlier in the night I was waiting at the bar, there were two chicks next to me (prob like HB6? hard to remember) and some douche came up and tried to order like 6 drinks at once, I looked at the one chick next to me and gave her a face like "what an asshole"...just smirked and shook my head while looking at him. She said something but I didn't hear it cause the music was soooo fucking loud, and I didn't pursue it further than that. That's another thing I hate about this scene...having to scream at people to have a conversation. This is basically why I've started smoking cigs. It's refreshing to get outside and so much easier to have natural conversations...feels much more similar to the party SPAM I feel more comfortable in, plus asking to bum a cig/for a light is the easiest opener ever.

Onto Saturday...

Same friend is having a get together at a bar in center city for his birthday. It's kinda upscale, compared to what I'm used to. He knew the DJ's here too though and told me we could get free beers, though I only ended up getting one. We went upstairs and into the booth...he was just trying to chill back there since the night before we all partied pretty hard. Sooo many hotties there, but they're dressed super nice and I'm college as shit in my button up plaid and shorts. Every other dude there is dressed a lot nicer and obviously have real jobs...but they're all acting like chodes. There's pockets of girls dancing in circles and lots of chodes just standing around on the sidelines. But again, I have NO clue what I'm doing when it comes to the dance floor, unless I have a big group of friends. In those cases, we can get something going and it's so much easier to turn around and start in with someone else. In this case though, none of my friends were trying to make an effort. Two of our other friends came there, and the one kid was complaining that there was no way we could get with any of these chicks (he usually goes to college bars and tries to get with drunk college chicks...which I'm sure is easy but he's 26.) The other kid is a classic AFC. So yeah they're both being wet blankets. If I wanted to game It would take me diving into a group of 4-5 25 year old girls dressed in like $100 dresses and there's no way I'm at that level yet. I finally convinced the 26-year old dude to come out of the booth with me at one point, we ended up sitting in a circular couch area. Around the corner from us are two Asian chicks. Some dude comes and pulls the one up to dance. Her friend stays sitting. They're trying to get her up but she's resisting. My friend gives up and goes back to the DJ booth. I decide to take a shot, sit next to her and tap her on the arm,

"What, you don't dance?"
"No, I do."
"Then why aren't you?"
"I don't know...I have a beer."

Might have been wrong for this but her body language seemed like she wasn't into it so I just bailed. Blah. Bitch-shields were plentiful in this place. I'd actually never been to a bar like this before but I was not feeling it. Soon after all four of us decide to go to an Irish pub around the corner for a quick drink. I liked the setting here much better but it's like 1:30 AM and it's a chummy kind of place with groups of people who already know each other. I know these are excuses, btw. End up standing near the bar, two of us sitting and two standing. Some brunette HB6 was trying to hand me a shot glass or something? Saying her friend (like a 40 year old woman) didn't want it...I can't remember what was happening. I'm just like "Why would I hold that?" I can't remember this interaction but I didn't even push it. Blah, wtf? I don't know what my problem was that night. A little later a chubby blonde with a cute face comes walking by my by herself, then stands near my awkwardly trying to get a drink. She starts waving at me...

I look and say "What's up?"
"Can you get me a drink?"
"What, buy it? Or help you get the bartender?"
"No just help me, I'm not like trying to get a free drink."
"Yeah I got you...my friend knows the bartender he can get her for you."

I tell my friend she needs a drink and he gets the bartender. She kinda just stands there awkwardly, I realize I'm in her way and say "You trying to get past?" She's like "Yeah," looking down and acting weird...this girl was really awkward. A little later she's back in the area with her friend after she chugged her beer. They walk out and down the street with their arms around each other. It was weird. I wasn't interested in this chick anyway though but she was acting so uncomfortable. Last call isn't long after this and I walk home since I don't feel like getting the bus.

Things I learned:

- I need to find a PUA wingman. My friends are bad with this shit. I do have one friend who I think could be decent at it. So I should at least try it out with a few more of them...but the kids I was with this weekend aren't good at it. Even my natural friend isn't...because he hypes me up too much, to the point where it's not believable and it just looks try-hard, like I tell him to come in and hype me up.

- I am completely clueless when it comes to dancefloor game, unless I have a big group of friends. Solution? I guess stay away from the dancefloor and talk to girls in the more low-key areas of the bar. I need to get down the more simple stuff first before I move into difficult areas like the dance floor. I'm sure dudes with a lot more experience than me (which is pretty much everyone) even have trouble on the dance floor.

- I need to get back into daygame approaches. I just like the more low-key environments. I hate having to scream in a girls ear. And bitch-shields. Day-game seems to be more tailored to my preferences.

Plans from here

- Still going to go out at night, but I need to be more focused. I need to get back into reading material. I was a keyboard jockey for a few months when I couldn't afford to go to bars. Now that I can, I need that information fresh. I'm going to start my nights off by opening outside of the bar, smoking cigs. Maybe after this, I can progress inside. For example, talk to some girls a little outside, see them inside dancing, and have an easy in with them. I can spread out from there...a lot easier than just diving into a circle of dancing girls.

- Start making daytime approaches. I still only have one of these under my belt, and that was a month ago now. I take the subway to and from work 4 days a week. I work 2-8...so after work isn't really good for approaching. I could possibly start going downtown a little earlier and just hang out and talk to people. We'll see. I'll have to think a little more about the logistics of it, but one way or another, I'm going to get into the habit of making daytime approaches.

- Talk to my friends about what makes a good wingman. If I can't get any of them to be helpful, try and find a dude who's into PUA to do it. I've actually already looked into this on another forum and found one dude who would be willing to do it...but he only can during the week. We'll see.

Damn...this was a long entry. I'll check back in later this week.

Report from last night. Some results...? If you could even call it that.

Went to the same Monday night dance party I referenced before. At first I was feeling really awkward. I talked to two friends who would be there before I went, but I went by myself. Walked in and went upstairs to try and find one of my friends, ended up seeing the same set I fucked up with last time I went to this party ("you should give me your number for the fuck of it.") Just pretended I didn't see them, but I definitely let it affect my mood negatively...even though they prob didn't remember me.

Saw some acquaintances and stopped to talk to them for a little, until my natural friend I've mentioned in previous posts came upstairs. I talked with him up there for a little and we went downstairs. Sat at a booth with him and his friends but I wasn't talking at all, partly because I had nothing in common with them and partly because the music was so loud. So was feeling kind of awkward there. While I'm sitting there I see my other friend walk in, with his pseudo-GF (HB7, fwiw) and my female old room mate (HB6). Me and natural friend go to talk to them. End up going upstairs with them. My state is still so out-of-whack. Not sure exactly why but yeah...conversation is just kind of lulling, forced, etc.

Go outside for a smoke with other friend, we'll call just call him A. Tell him I'm fucking up because I'm not talking to chicks..."Why the fuck am I asking you for a light? I was supposed to ask a cute girl for a light." Blah...making excuses, still. I'm so bad early in the night. Too dependent on an alcohol buzz. We go back in and I convince the group upstairs (A, HB7, and HB6...plus an acquaintance HB8) to go downstairs where the dance party is..."I'm trying to dance and you need a circle, dancing by yourself sucks." This ends up being a turning point in the night, sort of. The place is fucking packed but it's fun...we're just dancing in a circle. Some dude starts grinding on HB6 and she goes along with it for a couple minutes before breaking away from him, grabbing my hand and grinding up against me, kind of a WTF moment but I just said "Trying to get away from that dude?", and she says yeah.

After a little dancing I go back out to try to bum a cig from a cute girl. Shit was so not working. Right after I walk out I see a HB7 brunette leaning up against a bike rack smoking, looking at her phone. I walk up to her and ask "I want your opinion on something...what do you think of bumming cigs to strangers?" She says, "This is actually my last one...seriously." She's smiling, goes on to try and convince me further it really is her last one...she's still immersed in her phone though. I just go from there, "Do you think it's a dick move to bum cigs outside of bars though? Like if you had a cig would I be breaking your balls right now?" or something like that...she says something kinda non committal, I forget exactly...I say, "Who do you think out here is a good candidate for me to bum from?" She points to some dude sitting on a ledge, saying "That guy cause he's by himself." I say, "Alright let's see how good you are at this." Go over and try to bum one from him, planning on going back to her, either saying "You're good at this" or something if he gives me one, or teasing her if he doesn't. He tells me he bummed his, I bullshit with him for a couple minutes...by the time I turn around, HB7 is back inside. Damn...didn't see her again after that, whatev. This was interesting though cause I basically just improvised all of this, I feel like I handled it decently?

Tried to bum one from a two-set of chicks but they didn't want to, "It's not worth it...cigs are too expensive", something like that. Then they started freaking out cause they saw someone they knew, I could tell I was just annoying them so I bailed and went back inside. Night is winding down at this point...talk with my natural friend, who knows the DJs. He's hanging at the booth, talking to a girl he's pursuing and her friend...both HB7 range. He introduces me, tells them I look like Joaquin Phoenix (I've heard that shit like 5 times before)...I banter with them a little about it. I don't keep it going though, blah. Alternate between down and upstairs for a while.

Eventually it's last call, I'm waiting for my friend cause he knows about an after party. he sits at the bar, I sit next to him and an Asian HB7 on my other side. She's sitting by herself and drinking water. I say, "Where are all your friends?" She tells me she's waiting for a bartender she knows. I ask her what she's drinking and she says water...I just start teasing hard. I've been doing this a lot lately and it seems to work okay...it's easier than running actual game. I'm just like "You're weird...sitting at a bar by yourself and drinking water." Her - "I'm just drunk that's why I'm drinking water, and I'm waiting for my friend." She's not being bitchy...smiling and shit, but you know being defiant cause I'm teasing. I keep making fun of her, calling her a weirdo, and referring to the bartender she's waiting for as her boyfriend, she keeps saying "He is not my boyfriend!" Eventually ask her what her name is and realize it's the same Asian HB7 from two weeks ago. Haha. I kinda fucked up here cause I tell her we met before (prob a mistake)...she has a really unique name so I mention that makes it easy to remember. She doesn't remember me (no surprise there).

I realize my friend isn't there anymore so I call him, he's outside. I say "Well it was cool talking to you...I'm sure I'll see you here again" cause going for a number or anything would make no sense. I shake her hand and punch her on the arm lightly, saying "you're seriously a fucking weirdo" she says, "YOU'RE the weirdo" I walk away and turn around and just point at her and shake my head, saying "so fucking weird" and leave.

To the after party...

There's an after party near my house, in a studio-like house. Go there with Natural and some of his friends. Here is where shit gets hilarious, and I get "results"...even though I didn't do anything to earn them. I walk around the house, just to check it out. There's music and a few people dancing downstairs...I go down there. Sit on a couch next to Natural's one friend (HB6...but a super-hipster. Not my type). Not right next to her, just on the other end of the couch. Almost immediately after this, some chick on the dance floor holds her hand out for me...I can't really tell how cute she is at this point cause it's dark...she appeared to be HB6. I give her my hand and she just pulls me in and starts making out with me. WTF? And then starts unbuttoning my shirt. I'm bewildered at this point but just go with it and make out with her. Take her hand and pull her to another couch. We make out some more...she touches my junk, I feel her up a little. She tells me "You're really cute"....I say "you are too" or something. After a few minutes she gets up and walks upstairs. I just sit there and drink my beer. Eventually go upstairs and see the same girl making out with another dude in the stairwell. Haha oh man. Then see her on the second floor...she's like HB5. And way too drunk. At this point I kinda regret it...well not regret but yeah, I'm not pursuing this any further. I see her start talking to yet another dude, he's putting his hand on her back and shit. I'm laughing to myself cause I know where this is going. I see HB6 hipster and motion with my hand for her to come over, start telling her about everything that's just happened/I've seen. She's cracking up. As I'm telling her I see HB5 start kissing dude, tell HB6 "Quick! Turn around, look! Another one!" She's geeking out at this point.

Eventually end up going outside to the roof, where people are sitting/smoking cigs. Sit next to a HB6.5ish. Talk with her and some dudes out there. I end up staying out there for the rest of the night. At some point I went in though and when I came back out another dude (who stuck out like a sore thumb...like in his 30's and looked like a real rugged dude...later find out he was in state prison for ten years for drug possession/selling) was sitting next to her, I just sat in another spot near her. Was talking with everyone out there but flirting with her a lot, found out she was a photo major at my University's art school, but now she works in a bakery. Was teasing her a whole lot...she was giggling and laughing, occasionally throwing in "why are you so mean!" and stuff like that. I tried to adjust by starting to touch her when I'd tease, just light touches on the arm. When she was talking about the bakery she said something about $3 cupcakes, and how she always has cupcakes she takes home and throws them out, says something about "if you ever need cupcakes I got em"...at this point I pull out my phone and just say "I'm putting you in here as Sarah Cupcakes and I'm totally hitting you up whenever I feel like eating a cupcake"...she giggles, I ask her number...she starts telling me and we have the same area code. Her - "###" Me - ..."###! Where are you from? I'm a ### kid too"...she tells me, it's a town like 15 minutes away from my hometown. I'm like "I love ### kids...well, the ones who leave there and come to Philly, anyway." Things started to pick up steam here. It's like past 4 in the morning. At some point she was talking about her ex boyfriend and how he never wanted to have sex, and that they only did it once a month. I say "Are you sure he wasn't gay?" This hits and she says she and her friends have wondered that. Tells me a story about him falling asleep during a BJ. I'm like "What, was it 4 AM and he had like 15 beers or something? How is that possible?" I end up joking about this periodically throughout the night. When I call her phone so she has my number, she asks me name, I'm going to say my name is Bobby here for simplicity's sake (it's not actually, but I don't want to put my name)...She's like "Bob?! Oh noooo, that's my old boyfriend's name!" I'm like "Yeah but I'm Bob-by, and I actually like sex." I leave a half hour or so after getting the number.

I've been texting this girl since I woke up, not a ton. I'll put the texts here to get some feedback...

Me - "Yo Sarah Cupcakes, I hope you made it home safe. Mr. Ex-Con had the eyes for you."
Her - (almost immediately, fwiw) "haha yeah i made it home fine lol"
Her - (right after that) "I have you in my phone as (Bobby) Cupcakes fyi
Me (waited like ten minutes, just because) - "Yeah I need to snag some of those from you soon."
Her (half hour later)- "anytime. i always have an excess in my fridge and throw them out all the time."
Me (About an hour later) - "Whatchu doing tonight? I feel like a cupcake could be good for a hangover."
Her (right away) - "i have work at 5. you're still hungover?"
Me (just wait 5 minutes this time) - "Eh a little, I didn't go to bed til 6 so I only woke up a little bit ago."
Her (about an hour later) - "damn. i probably didn't go to bed til around 6 either. luckily i wasn't too hungover."
Me - (45 minutes later) - "Ha, i'm surprised. you seemed pretty loopy. You doing anything after work? I'd be down for a late nite cupcake."
Her - (about an hour later) - "i might check out (event) at (same bar as last night).
Her - (right after the last text) "i'll let ya know when i get out of work what i'm doing."

That's it so far...I think I'm just going to be short and say "cool." to that or something. This is a long fucking entry so I'll cut it here. But things seem to be picking up steam again? I had my first breakthrough with the Hotel Party night...last night felt kind of similar. Should be interesting to see where this goes.

Great job dude.. I think your best bet is to probably meet up with her at some bar/party and then later in the night ask her if you could go grab a cupcake and go to her place with her.. see where that ends up.

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I agree. She never did text me after work (which is kind of what I expected to happen.) I've been thinking about my next move and I think I might just toss out a random ping in a couple days, then next Monday text her early in the day. She said she goes to the same place every week and I've been enjoying that place too so I will prob run into her either way.

Personally I wouldn't text her at all, that will get you on her mind (she'll wonder about you), then when you see her, go to cupcakes at her place

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Reposting this from Reddit...FR from last night (same dance party)

I #-closed a HB6 at an afterparty last week (FR: http://redd.it/j0onm). Did a little text banter with her during the week...nothing too big. She told me she'd text me after work one night and didn't...I just dropped it there, then she re-opened the thread herself two days later. I texted her before going to this bar last night (which I thought was a mistake pretty much right after I did it...should've just gone there myself and ran into her, but whatever.) I went by myself but I knew I'd run into a lot of people I know, which I did.

There were $1 beers til 11, I got there at 10:15 and decided to take advantage of that. Got a few in me...not long after I get there HB6 walks in, doesn't see me and walks by, I punch her on the arm. She stops says hi and something I can't hear...I think she was going to the bathroom cause she was walking in that direction. I go off and do my own thing at this point. Go outside and talk with my friend who's running the door, and a couple of his friends. Go back in after a few minutes and dance in a circle with a group of borderline friends/acquaintances I see around all the time. Saw her on the other side of the bar but I decided to ignore her for the time being.

A little later I go upstairs (the quieter area of the bar), see her and ask why she's not downstairs cause that's the fun floor, or something like that. She says she's going to go down there. We talk a little about last week...I tease her about the ex-con that was hitting on her. Eventually we go outside and I bum a cig from her. The details of the conversation are fuzzy. At some point a dude walks past and says hi, she says hi but gives me a disgusted look. It's her ex-BF. She bitches about him coming there, suggesting he does it cause he knows she'll be there. Finishes her cig first and goes in, I tell her to come downstairs and join my dance circle. She says she will. I go back in and join back up with them, though a few people leave or stop dancing so it kinda breaks up.

Eventually I see her come back down, She's kinda just standing by herself. I walk up to her and say "Let's start a new dance circle" She can't hear, says "What?" I say it again, she still can't hear...finally I just pull her in by her waist, put my face up on hers and yell in her ear, "Let's dance!" She says "Okay!" I take her hand and pull her into the middle of the floor. We're not grinding or anything...cause no one else is, just dancing facing each other. This is a super-hipster place so nobody grinds. She's having fun it seems like, but I try making eye contact and she won't really return it...just kind of in her own world? Every time she sips her beer she just stops dancing, I think it's weird and try to tease her for it but she can't hear. When I try to talk I just start pulling her in, either by the waist or back (she was wearing a dress where her back was exposed, so I was pulling her in by that).

After probably 10-15 minutes she motions to smoke. We go out and I bum another one. Talk about cigs...I say I only do it when I drink, she says she's the same way. She's bitching about her ex, I try to change the subject, actually dish out some seddit advice about not taking shit seriously cause there's a hundred dudes out there with everything she likes about him but better. She doesn't dwell on it too much. At some point tells me she's an introvert? I tell her I don't see that at all, and that I used to be really shy, she gets a little excited at this, something to the effect of "omgmetoo". Tell her during the past few years I've been breaking out of my shell, she says the same for her, and that it happened when she started drinking.

Go back in and dance a little more, at some point we go our separate ways again, back with our friends. She goes upstairs, I stay downstairs and dance. I go upstairs at one point and see an HB8.5 that I met the night before at a small backyard get-together. I say met but we didn't officially, just exchanged a few comments...never exchanged names. I go up to her and elbow her...she recognizes me, says "hey!"...I say "Didn't we meet last night?" She says yeah...starts talking about the mutual friends she came with. The night before she was talking about getting a fake ID (she's 19)...I brought that up. Just talked to her for a couple minutes, told her downstairs is the fun floor and she and her friend (UG4) should come down there. She says they will.

I go back and dance...a little later see HB6 standing in the back, talking to her HB7 sister. Go up to her and say "we should dance again"...she wants to, I take her hand and walk with her into the middle of the floor. We dance the same way but I'm putting my hand on her waist occasionally, and moving behind her. This girl is kind of a dork and awkwardly puts her arm around my back when I put mine on her waist. I started getting a boner at some point...which I thought was weird cause we weren't grinding. Whatev. Started saying the Pledge of Allegiance in my head to get it down (shit works). After like 10-15 more minutes she breaks off again and goes upstairs. At this point the HB8.5 and her friend are downstairs, I dance in their circle which is mixed with dudes and chicks. I pretty much ride the night out doing this...it was a great time. At one point HB8.5 goes off to the side and sits on a couch, I try to talk to her but it's so loud she can't hear...so I just pull her in really close and talk in her ear the same way I was doing with HB6. Wasn't trying to get with her though...honestly her age is right on the borderline for me and I'd feel like a creep (I'm 23).

Bar closes...I talk with HB6, her sister and a couple of their friends outside for a little before she starts walking to her car. I say something like "I can't decide, should I cash in on those cupcakes tonight?" (see text banter in first FR). She says something about them being stale and that she wants to give me fresh ones. Blah. Her sister is standing there the whole time so yeah, kind of hard to make anything happen here. Plus they live together. I don't push it and ask if they'll be there the next night, since my friend is DJ'ing. They both say they will. I butt-bump HB6 and say "It was fun dancing, Sarah Cupcakes...I'll see you later."

I'm going back there tonight since my friend is DJ'ing. I'll post another FR then.

My advice to you is stay sober.

Ha the second person to say this. But seriously I just like to drink. It's not completely about lessening the social anxiety, although that's certainly a part of it. The biggest detrimental effect it seems to have is when I write FR's, because I forget shit. I'm not sure if it holds me back in field though. I don't turn into a stumbling idiot when I drink, cause I know my limits. As I'm writing this I realize it sounds like a bunch of excuses.

I've been planning on integrating more day-game into my routine...which obviously I'll be sober for. I'm actually writing this post from a Starbucks in Center City. I don't have internet at home now so I had to come down here to take care of some shit online. After I'm done here I'm going to a park to read...and while I'm down here I plan on getting some approaches in. Still only have the one day-game approach and it's stupid.

Oh and as far as the FR from Tuesday night...it was kind of a lame night. Saw the HB6 again and talked with her a little, didn't really get anywhere though. And the scene that night just sucked. All the chicks were wearing black with tattoos and piercings and blah...not my type at ALL. I don't feel like writing a whole FR right now cause I want to get out of here but I'll prob post one later.

Also, I found out this HB6 has a room open in her house for super cheap. I'm broke as shit and I'm not sure if this is an opportunity I can turn down. Kind of a complicated situation cause I feel like I could actually get somewhere with her. We'll see how it plays out...I need to think about it some more. I don't think I can hook up with her though if I'm trying to live with her.

Anyway...I'm off into the city. Going to grab some lunch maybe and read in the park...I saw a couple of cuties here in Starbucks but I'm at a booth in the corner and it wouldn't make sense to jump up and maneuver through the tables to talk to a girl in line. I'm sure I'll see plenty of other opportunities out in the city. No bitching out!