Before I begin, until I sat down to do this I didn't realize how many women I approach....this is going to be long.

My week started off like any other- bull shit at work. I have a job that taxes me in more ways than one. Routinely I have to tell people to stop their fucking griping and get to work despite working in an office. So- as it may not surprise you being a glorified baby sitter doesn't quite cut it with sargeing. On my way to get some coffee I struck up a conversation with a co-worker and realized the man standing before me wasn't just a natural as I thought, but a fellow PUA. (MD's Finest)

We spoke about strategies, swapped stories, routines and that's when my boss heard me. Much to my surprise he was curious (despite being married) and had a mission for me. He wanted me to BF Destroy his sister. I grudgingly accepted. (stay tuned for a future post)

As I embraced this new found confidence in my ability I turned my attention to another BF destroyer target which I promptly fucked up. I had been her friend for years, but the girl makes terrible choices and it was decided (by her friends) I would pull BF destroyer on this one as well as a public service to the company and thus it began over IM. I started with gamblers routine....

*side note: the guy she is with is a passive aggressive douche she walks all over. She's an Alpha, he's a Beta.

Me: OMG you must be so exicted about your dream wedding, it must make working two jobs worth it and he is such a great guy!
Her: My parents are paying for it--and I work to stay busy.
Me: Wow- what happened to fun ______?
Her: I don't know....I have just been...ya know...down...
Me: BRB gotta smoke. (I am such a dick LOL)

Hours later and a flirty interaction on Facebook where she went back and fourth with me on my wall and I called her out for being obsessed with me I thought it was in the bag.

The next day- I ran The Cube. Side note: whoever invented this....my penis thanks you. At this point things escalated even further and throughout the day, despite being at work, going to a bar with friends and even hanging with her man, she texted me 133 times (not including FB and IM)

Later- I asked if she wanted to tag along to a museum and check out the modern art exhibit. She couldn't that day. However- she invited me to a private party elsewhere and then promptly rescinded the offer when I asked if there would be women there....If anyone can explain this, I have had three girls invite me out this week and either act jealous, or do this shit when I indicate I am going to be running game at some point...these are friends.. I am not even fucking them! Shouldn't doing this make me a little more DHV? My confidence boosted I continued. Until being the attention whore she is, she deleted her FB, I asked her what was going on and then......right when I had her.....I pulled the KISA (Knight in Shining Armor) and ruined it all. She lost interest......almost right before my eyes. Played by a player.

The next is easily a 9. I met her through a friend (who seems kind of jealous by me speaking to her) I am pretty sure I took things too far, or didn't build enough attraction.

Ill post the back and fourth below.

Didn't your mother ever teach you not to add people you don't know to facebook? Haha- Hey, I'm XXXX (clearly) XXXX said she thought we'd "hit it off" but, like I told her, it takes more than a pretty face to win me over. Beauty is common, tell me about you, let's see if we click.

XXXX

August 22 XXXX
I knew I didn't know you! Lol I wasn't sure tho. I had just asked XXXX if u went to school with us and maybe i didn't remember cuz ur name sounded familiar. I think i blocked out a lot of high school! Now i see it's just cuz it's a incredibly common name! (my son is named XXXXX)

August 22 XXXX
XXXXX is a pretty awesome name, why else would lots of people have it?! LOL, Yeah, I didn't go to high school school with you guys. I grew up on a farm down South and went to a high school with....250 or 300 people....Basically XXXX and I met about....two years ago or maybe a year or something (have a hard time keeping track), went on one date decided we were better friends and that was that. She was also still dealing with the divorce thing as I recall and I was seeing a couple other people, so we just stayed friends.

What do you mean you blocked a lot out from high school! That sounds like trouble! Haha, I think I've been warned about girls like you~! Ha! Where is that unfriend button again? LOL Tell me about you.

XXXX


Ok, ummm.... Im dealing with divorce things too. I have a 10 year old. Just the opposite on the hs thing - I would have gotten into more trouble if I did it again. Too good, quiet..= no fun.

You're pretty bold for a stranger. Lol I'm not really trying to "hit it off" with anyone right now. Sorta seeing someone. Sorta, as in, I'm not labeling bc I'm super cynical right now and not trying to jump into anything on account of being unhappily married for almost 10 years. Ugh, right?
Also what do u do where u have 600 emails in 2 days? (This is an indication she was checking my FB which had the first girl and I going back and fourth because of my status) Just curious - sounds like when I go on vacation

XXXXX, (This is the next day)
Nice of you to keep me company at work! I went through a divorce myself, it sucks, and it's one reason I am soooooo picky with the women I date! I want to be sure she is right for me, and we are right for each other! Some people call me a player or whatever, but I don't think having high standards and being unwilling just to settle is a bad thing. Plus most girls understand- matter-of-fact the girls I am talking to now are cool with it. Now- if things open up, or I meet someone awesome, great, but if not then I'll have fun meeting new people in the meantime! And be content having fun with them! So I totally understand the cynicism I used to have it, but for all that I think there is a "one" out there, I mean look around, something big is happening!

I am very bold, but as my favorite Roman writer says: "Fortune favors the bold" It's a little different in person, more playful I guess you could say. But, Ill take it as a compliment, thank you young lady.

I have 600 emails because I am a XXXXXXXXXX at XXXXX. I have a team of about 30 guys I lead, support, run reports ect, and since I work in the XXXXX everyone thinks I need to know everything! LOL, I have gotten 50 just this morning! It gets so bad I have to turn off my phone when I go to the gym every morning!

XXXXX

That sucks. 600 is excessive. When I am out of the office I come back to about 200, but can usually delete a bunch of junk ones I don't need. I handle XXXXX

XXXXXX....yikes...that sounds totally boring! You need more fun in your life or "trouble" as you put it! Haha...well I am gonna actually work...Ill ttyl

Oh speaking of fun. I wanted to try a trick before I get back to work. Clear your mind and think of a number between 1 and 10..the very first number you think of.......don't tell me what it is...but just tell me when you have it.

Ok I got it

7

WronG. But to be fair when u said clear ur mind I thought about every number!

Haha so I got it?

You can't get it if I was thinking if every number! That doesn't count. You were supposed to guess the one I settled on

Ok we'll call it a tie. Haha Ill try the cube on you sometime. I always win on that one.

A tie? If you say so. What's the cube?

Its another type of game and if you do it right you can be 100% accurate with anyone...almost like you're reading their mind. Its awesome. But I gotta get back to work and that is in person type thing. Ttyl!


*At this point the east coast earthquake struck. In a moment of weakness I checked if she was alright. I honestly shouldn't have even gave a shit. I haven't talked to her since.

The next adventure involved various day game scenarios and a couple number closes. Until I started writing I really didn't realize how many women I had actually met.

G- hostess at a bar. I went with a friend and caught IOI from her immediately. Without hesitation I approached the spunky little brunette and used the jealous girlfriend routine....Ill repost here..

"I need an opinion. I have a friend who's boyfriend is so jealous of me, he won't let her speak to me or even hang out without getting permission first. How would you handle that in my shoes. " from there I began staking, ran the cube, got into C1 but kept getting interrupted with people coming in the door. I sat back down, restarted...and then went for a number close....she seemed to want to but, gave me the boyfriend bull shit. At this point I rejoined my friend and watched as kept walking in front of my table, giving me smiles, touching, opening us....but still couldn't number close.

The next is R, I used the sunglasses routine. You'll need to be in a store that sells sun glasses. This could be Target, Walmart or just some random shop.

Bring in a pair of broken sunglasses. Start looking at new ones. Any HB that walks by, hold up two pairs and say "I need a girls opinion, which one is better?"

She says the obligatory HB crap

You respond with: 'Yeah this girl sat on my glasses so here I am (hold up the broken ones), I mean at least she did give me money to replace them, but, I told her: (pause, smile) 'I don't care how hot you are, don't sit on my glasses!' You know what I mean?"

From then on---start your game. Went through everything, number closed and set up a time to meet at the BMA at the exact time as girl number one. You got to have a contingency plan.

The next girl is a teacher---- I waited a full fucking month before I even was able to text her since she was visiting her family. Every attempt at calling ended in failure, but she would send me shit like: " I am so so sorry, blah blah" after a week I told her good luck. I am not sure if burning the bridge was the right idea- I mean I get people are busy, but what the fuck I am not going to keep chasing, I am better than that.

The last is a friend who's been acting odd. Since posting a great picture of me on FB she commented I was hot. After that she asked me to dinner. Just her and I....it was suppose to be tonight, but I cancelled with the oncoming huricaine, plus she's been acting strange since posting that picture and seems to get jealous when indicating if we do go out, I was going to game....not jealous like "we're friends, you're suppose to hang out with me," jealous as in: "I want to go to a nice dinner with you, why do you need to do that." What a cluster fuck she's like my sister.

End week one.

Pimpin damn sure ain't easy.

I counted---I approached 34 women this week. I am not sure I am going to have the energy to keep putting in reports, but as Sun Tzu says: Opportunities multiply as they are seized.

I am exhausted, end week one.

Begin week two

A reminder why I am in the game.

I started gaming a stripper recently. nine at least...no one's perfect so there is no ten. I added her on FB ....and immediately realized why I am in the game.... I do have a pretty solid profile and normally use it to accentuate my game in RL ----so since I live on the East Coast of the US and since my city is getting raped by a hurricane I decided to finally check out her profile.

She posted a status. "Me + _____ = a cute couple. Put this as your status and see what you get ! (;"

In under an hour she had seventeen comments- no surprise. However- what did surprise me is how fucking pathetic men seem without the game. Below are the fail comments. Just to drive the point home even further one douche began posting in German, one word at a time. Fail. In a sense-this is that same sort of ego boost you would get while looking around the county fair, or, walmart. I really needed to see this.

8 people like this.
Hi.

meee(: lol

Noch...

Urs truely

Nicht...

lik it

Ach So...

Lol , I just did this for the hell of it cause I'm bored. Aha. This is her.

u done good! Congrats! +^^+

Detling we would be be cute couple ,but personality means alot for me in a girl

Went out with L. Great time--however- I wasn't really into her from the get go but went ahead with the day 2. It started with an outdoor cafe. We chatted about life, love ect ect...I pretty much assumed the I don't really give a shit posture. Smoked on my cigarette like some lost generation Parisian and enjoyed the sunshine after the hurricane. I realized at this point the value of not giving a damn in any interaction based on her reactions and will replicate it from now on...

I also experimented with slowing down my speech and putting in a lot of pauses....in a sense; since I speak with a slight Southern accent it sort of comes across like a...well I am not sure but the cadence does lower my voice as well. Ill attempt to replicate for anyone reading just imagine a strong bassy voice with an "old south" accent....at least that's what people call it here, we just calling it speaking back home! HAHA

Put in a 3-5 second pause between the periods....

"I mean.....women are like parking spots...*eye contact*...*smile*...all the good ones are taken.....*eye contact*...*sly smile*....and the ones that are left are either too far....or....*sly smile*....handicapped....*laugh* *eye contact*....ya know what I mean?" Just to give an idea that sentence took me 14 seconds to complete, with a lot of enunciating, and gesturing. It seems with this cadence and tonal structure you could make a grocery list sound interesting....I've heard this way of speaking my whole life- it's the way all southerners talk- I just lost it. Conversation is an art form there. This will also put the girl on the edge of her seat and in some cases she'll try to finish the sentence for you- so I just ignored it and kept talking, which raised my value even further.

I digress...

We went for a walk and ended up at a outdoor recreation store to prepare for the zombie apocalypse. I taught her how to shoot- what is the best fishing bait.

We sat in front of the giant aquarium in the store. She showed my pictures of her family and I pointed out the boats she was going to buy me. LOL To ratchet it up, I put my arm around her and began speaking with a lot of pausing while continuing to make eye contact.

Finally it was more than she could take and she says "I hate public displays of affection" I told her "Me too, it's disgraceful" and we began making out like horny teenagers. Classic.

I lead her around with the two fingers, we walked some more, arm and arm, she was really into me. Got back to her car, made out some more- and....well.....FUCK! She told me she was tired of getting used and feeling like a slut and wanted to be in a relationship but wanted me to go over to her place to watch a movie....I called it a night....

I could have easily full montyed this one---it was practically gift wrapped, but, she seemed pretty sincere about getting used a lot by guys....is this just another form of LMR? I am an ethical PUA and don't like disposing of these women like used Kleenexes. I didn't want a relationship with her...ever....but I did want to get my rocks off....Any advice on this one? Just go for it? Hold back? I don't want someone else to get hurt on my account.....I've used women like that in the past and I can't do it to another human being again. Advice please!

All-in-all good interaction. Learned a lot. Also one of the previous girls broke her freeze out to see if I was ok after the storm and then turned bitchy again, resume freeze out.

Hey, man. Overall, I don't think you need any "serious advice" despite what you said in the PM. Everything seems to be going fine. Hell, you're making a lot more approaches/ week than I am right now, which is something I should work on after the weekend . But here's my $0.02.

First of all - regarding your friends and approaching girls when you're with them. That's really interesting. I can't tell, from your post, what the problem with that would be - unless they view it as disrespectful.. But that doesn't seem too likely. Please update us if you find an answer.

Now another thing I'd like to address is the ethics of PUA, which you mentioned more than once in the thread.

I think you did the right thing with the girl above. Being ethical and "sustainable" as a PUA is really important to me as well. In this case, you didn't just do the "right" thing - you were honest with yourself (and indirectly - with her) about what you want. Making decisions based on honesty makes your own life a lot easier and cleaner. I hope that makes sense

But if you tell a woman what you're interested in honestly, she has no right to complain afterwards: she's made her choice. That's why I always try to be honest from the beginning: then I know I have no reason to be guilty. As soon as I start lying about my intentions, it eats away at me from the inside.

If a woman tells me she's looking for a relationship, I always pull back and honestly say that I'm the kind of guy who doesn't look for commitment: it just happens naturally if it's meant to be. That's the truth, and that's how it happened with my ex and I. I told her from the start I'm not looking for a relationship, and we dated for 1.5 years. I thought she might be "the one"!

I'm supertired so the post might be unfocused, but it is what it is. Keep on truckin', I'll be checking in on your progress.

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End week 2. After being raped by a hurricane and earthquake in one week, my finances were drained. Not specific sarging, however- I used the time to pull BF destroyer on several targets and totally immerse myself in the game. Sometimes I feel as though I am a mad scientist of pickup, producing routines and theories out of alchemy and pseudo-science but everything seems to work. I dont think hurts either to take a break and start learning new routines, theories and studies. I did solve my previous dilemma in the last interaction with help from GeorgePH. I realized that if things happen between my targets and I, I should just be upfront right from the start and say "I am not looking for anything serious, if something great comes along, cool, if not, then whatever happens, happens.

I have been experimenting with hot/cold interactions as well. The results are posted here. viewtopic.php?p=515243#515243 I havnt worked out all the details but I notice I do it naturally to begin with. It only adds an air of mystery around me.

Girl one in my very first field test completed BF destroyer as predicted. It didn't take long to call off the engagement. I used a sure fire method bf-destroyer-vt100508.html that has never failed me by Harmless. We were suppose to hang out, but I called it off and then insulted her by calling her boring. Not sure why, other than she is a total drama queen and I don't feel like dealing with her. Paradoxically I have a feeling this made me even more attractive to her.

The next interaction was the 10 in post two who broke the freeze out herself. However- in retrospect I should have kept it going, but caved and started with her again. The interaction is posted below. I am unsure why things have ground to a halt once again, however- I think it is her way of playing hard-to-get (which I have yet to find a working model to counter) but, since this interaction I have yet to hear back other than a text. I have a feeling a triangle method along with consistent and prolonged freeze outs would be my best bet. Something like- if she reopens wait 4 hours or maybe even a day before responding. Triangle refers to the jealousy part of the equation. This is technically BF destroyer- but she told me from the get go he is not a BF, so, we'll see how long it takes me.

XXXXX- I am glad you popped back up on my FB (see I knew you couldn't get enough of me HAHA, kidding) Forgot all about you until I saw you liked one of my posts, so, now that I remembered you can help me out with something! Also, glad someone else loves Mumford and Sons, but I am still iffy on you! Haha

I have been doing an impromptu survey on why relationships end (it's complicated, but I study evolutionary psychology and social dynamics in my spare time. It helps with my writing.) What happened with the Hubby? No worries if you don't want to get into it, it's cool. Depending on your answer I'd like to see how your cube turns out, that is IF we meet up sometime.

I will say: I think it's great you found an AWESOME guy after everything fell apart, he must be something. Sending flowers, calling all the time all that romantic jazz, even if you're not labeling it. Not for me- I am having too much fun plus I don't like roses! LOL

Hit me back,

XXXXX

Thursday
Lol - u are something else! How do u know what my "awesome guy" does?! But yeah, I've been told I'm a tough nut to crack (or whatever) so I guess he does all the stuff I didn't get before. Which leads me to me marriage - I don't mind. I don't even know u! So the short story is I spent nearly 10 years in a basically sexless marriage (not my choice) with a man child who needed to be taken care of in every aspect. Imagine me as a single mother with a husband. He went to work, came home and disappeared into his "man cave" until it was time for bed. He was like an annoying roommate who also tried to control everything I did. So there u have it in a nutshell. Perhaps its the 3 glasses of reisling that makes it ok to air my dirty laundry - which I very rarely do. So there u go. And yes, I do love Mumford and sons. White blank page - ftw

Thursday
How do I know what he does? Because you're NOT a tough nut to crack and I figured women out LONG ago (there is a reason I date a lot ya know). Plus EVERYONE I know spills their secrets to me- never sure why. I think it's the same reason animals and kids trust me instantly I've never seen it online though. About the husband- first, thank you for sharing. Second (allow me to vent because I've known "men" like this and they're just grown up babies) what kind of man doesn't want to....forgive my faux pas and being forward here, but what kind of a man doesn't want to....make love until dawn, or, go down for an hours, or just...just talk all night like kids...when you are passionate about someone, that's it! That moment is ALL that matters. Or protect his loved ones, or...I don't know...ya know I once drove 17 hours into Northern Quebec to make sure my girlfriend at the time was safe....But maybe that's just me. Who knows. All I know is when it clicks for me, it's like my heart is burning inside my chest.... At least you have what your heart ached for all those years now- or so it seems...also- White Blank Page? No. Little Lion Man ftw.

I'll catch ya later- hate emailing!

XXXXX

Thursday
Actually one last thing- let me get you're number, I wouldn't mind staying in touch from time to time. You do seem "kinda" cool- you do like Mumford and Sons after all. Haha -Ill send you a text or give you a ring sometime.

Either way, I am off here- got to be up at 4!

XXXX

Thursday
Oh really? You mean XXXXXX wants my number?! How lucky am I? Lol ok ok, I suppose it wouldn't hurt - although look at u taking advantage of an obviously drunk single mother! Haha XXX-XXX-XXXX (can't promise i'll answer!)
Ps my "awesome guy" is so much younger than me I really couldn't be anymore cliche! But he is a lot of fun!

Thursday
Oh my God! LOL- listen to you! Take advantage ? Please- if anything the drunk single Mom is planning on taking advantage of me! LOL- But I got news for ya- I'm high class- you have to wine and dine me young lady! Haha- After all I am not some young little lion man you're dating! Haha- he's probably is a lot fun for you which you need; must be a keeper! Ill hit ya up. We'll talk at some point. It'll be fun even with all the clichés! Haha-

XXXX

ps, we have got to wander around the modern art exhibit at the BMA sometime. Been dying to go. Have a good night!\

I sent her a text the next day- but the model breaks down from this point on. It seemed no matter how bold I got the more she responded. However- any attempt to take things further has resulted in nothing. I sent one text with a response, and called, no call back. We'll see what happens. End week 2.

Good call man- I literally JUST saw this post and came to the same conclusion. Honesty right off the bat is the way to go- if she goes along with it and something happens, great, I told her my intentions. Good call man.

A fuck up to begin week three with.

I started with the 10. I tried a new strategy which sort of backfired, it happens sometimes when you try new stuff.

This was done over text message which I hate because of the room for misunderstandings.

Me: Hey- question. Do you think it is a good idea for us to talk anymore like at all? Don't get me wrong- I like the idea of a secret moon lit rendezvous in a dewy meadow but, I don't want to ruin things with the awesome guy and jealousy is very real whether you label it or not. Ill see ya.

Her: Ur crazy. I am with my man this weekend.

At this point I am feeling several things: Insulted and kind of hurt/angry. I am also a little confused by the response. I hit several attraction switches with that one message and used very ethereal language. I also made myself forbidden fruit and built the new guy to even higher standards along with plating a seed of mistrust. So her response makes NO SENSE. I also delete her from FB....yeah I know.

I am a naturally thoughtful person. I am a writer, an artist. I am a very passionate person as well. I was always described as the unbreakable, or wild one when I was a child. Growing up on a farm, occasionally I would see horses you couldn't break...they were wild, every ounce of them was meant to roam free with no master but God-almighty in heaven. It was their calling, a burning within them, it was who they were born to be. If you did manage to break them the essence of that animal would leave them...so it is with me. I was in the military at one time so I know discipline fixes this. My problem has been the only way for me to control that side of me was strict routines and a very black and white view of the world. Which means I totally lost sight of this part of me. I didn't even get approach anxiety. I felt nothing. It's another reason why I couldn't write. But under the surface was an unquenchable fire, this deep wild well spring of everything that made me, me. Camping as a child sometimes I would hear the animals and I'd feel compelled to cast off the world and run wild with them. An aching, a longing beating with the heart in my chest. But I knew even then that it would be lonely without someone to run with you. So after failing in so many ways with women, I found the game. Since learning the game I have unleashed that wild side of me. Women love it (if I do it right) but it makes me unpredictable even to me. I operate on total instinct...that animal side of me shows up and I bare my teeth...it's so strong I've even caught myself almost growling when someone stands near me while eating....and the only way I have found to control it is to cut it out of my life, but that is only half of me...and I have to be all of me...it makes me an alpha, but an uncontrollable alpha....I am still unsure how to harness this side of me but hell I am trying for the first time in my life.

Continuing the text messages:

Me: I don't know what the hell you're talking about. But this is odd, Ill see ya later.

Her: I'm talking about the message u left. What is III (5 seconds later I get another message.)

Her: Oh I misheard. I bartend on Friday nights so it was loud when I listened. (at this point I am totally lost)

Me: Misheard? We talking about the text message I sent today? Do you know who this is? Ill is short for I will (I laughed a little at this one) Reread my message. I dont think I sound "crazy" but whatever. ----not my best, and this is me on instinct....I am going to have to learn how to control this. if I can master it, I would be a phenomenal PUA

Her: Umm I was joking about the crazy. Ok

Me. Ah...didnt get it. That's why I hate text messages. I was like I have never had a woman insult me before. I thought your guy might have got your phone....see this is just another reason why we shouldn't talk! We're two passionate people! That's trouble. (this part is me trying to salvage a little game, A for effort, D for content)

Me: Also this is XXXX from FB btw...XXXXX friend. Anyway I am going to get back to writing. Cya (this is me not giving a shit anymore. I am pretty sure she thought I was someone else. So much for building attraction)

Her: I know who you are. lol (I did notice she backpeddeled a little through this whole interaction but I am still kind of down about the whole thing)

At this point, she is going to chase, but I am done. I am not even going to readd her on FB, she's going to have to earn the right to get me back....I doubt she'll even try, but we shall see.

You win some, you lose some. Kind of down about how this one turned out....but it happens...

To my future wife: If you do end up finding this little stash and reading it, don't be mad. Feel flattered. Look at everything I went through to bring you the best of me and to win you over.....

To laugh often and love much... to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to give one's self... this is to have succeeded. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

It has been a rough week. But, ever so slowly I am building the life I want and, the life I need to succeed.

When I came to Baltimore three years ago I started on a couch and at a job working minimum wage. Against all odds and contrary to the merciless logic of the universe, not only have I survived, but thrived. It is nothing new for a farm boy to move to the city for jobs- however it is doubtful many do as well as I did.

That said- I can't take credit for any of it. I am who I am not because of what I am today, but what others saw in me in the past. While at times I have felt their faith and zeal in me unfounded, I have managed to surprise myself time and time again, and I know without question once my will, heart and mind are set, there is no going back, no breaking, only victory.

A later epiphany (below) show me why I was failing to begin with. I relied on online sarging far too often, so my infield attraction building is atrophied. With that- this will be the first field report entirely in field. I have deleted all profiles and will not start them again until I have mastered these skills.

The most notable interactions are below.

The first approach was a book store nerd. I have been attempting to find a style and rhythm that works for me. However- this generates inconsistencies during the approach. Book store nerd girl, used an opinion opener but got no IOI, so I just said, thanks and didn't push the set any further.

Second- Second in Target, cute blonde, opinion opener, I turn slightly and even walk out of sight while she kept talking.... I turn back and resume the set. Definite IOI imho. In fairness I abandoned this set as well and regret it.

Third- approached a 6 set (5 girls, 1 guy) and a 2 set. I'm having trouble keeping the group interested. I realize some nights you're on, some you're not but it is bizarre, I used to be a charismatic person! I even started a fake cult in college because my friends and I were bored one day. However- in both cases, I normally got some IOI 1v1 but the higher value women in both sets (9+) seemed to pull a mother hen on me.

Fourth- I approached a two set. One friend gave me shit tests, while I talked with her friend and even asked me if I was going to hypnotize them...wtf, nlp? really? I threw negs. e.g. "Holy shit is she always like this!" Laugh blah blah...however- at some point, if you throw enough negs, not only doesn't alienate you are your target, you look like an ass. I realize I can be a bit polarizing- if a girl likes me she REALLY likes me, or doesn't...I don't have a lot of middle ground. ---in this one I should have went directly to isolation....I could have used a wing for the obstacle!

So- I went back to analyze all of the interactions and saw where I am screwing up. Actually I think I had an epiphany. It is situational. 1V1 I am very direct, so the woman responds. Day game CAN be more direct because the defenses are lower.

Night game should be indirect until you isolate and go 1v1. Since their defenses are up, indirect is the way to open and then gradual direct.

This entire process is still frustrating as shit, but whatever, Ill keep pushing through. I do still dislike going for a group dynamic but since it's out of my comfort zone, Ill do it.

I think I am also skipping A2 and A3 and going from A1 to C1...which C1 or above works well in 1v1, but you have to generate some attraction. I think essintally as ChocolateMoose put it's where my flow is.

I am actually really going to try to nail down "precalibration" wherein I look for IOI before I even approach. I am not sure a blanket methodology is correct. While you might get more number closes- I would imagine the flake percentages will be higher. However- with precalibration since you have already gotten initial attraction it should be easier to build on that attraction. It does limit your sarging targets- but- it should provide for a more enriching experience.

End week 3

For week 4 I will be sarging with one of my wings ChocolateMoose. There is a slight age difference, he is 18, I am 31 so it might present some logistical problems, however we won't be going after the same age group and should still be able to provide tactical support.

He is one smart guy however- I look forward to meeting him.

There is no greater enemy than our own fears. Anonymous

Sunday brought sunlight, football and an East Coast crispness that accompanies the beginning of fall. Several days earlier I got a PM from a PUA in my area ChocolateMoose . We were suppose to meet at Towson Mall at 3pm, however since I am habitually early everywhere I arrived at 2:30. It's a curse.

Once parked I recieved a text from him. "Getting my haircut, is 3:45 going to work?"

I think DAMNIT! What am I going to do now? The answer wasn't more cowbell, but sarging.

I scoped out the mall for about 20 minutes and then made mental notes of areas of interest, and, women who were approachable for a second walkthrough. I spotted a Barnes and Noble across the street and walked over. I perused the science section, dvds and everything in between, but saw little opportunity. The funny thing about books stores is, you still keep to the rules as though you're in a library. You speak softly and easy as though you're a Jazz DJ or someone speaking on NPR. Not great for bringing energy or for being bombastic.

I know from expereience the longer you go without approaching the worse AA will get so I walk outside- bingo.

A tan brunette is smoking. I sit down near her and open.

"Is this where us smokers are exiled now?" She smiles and looks up from her phone while I light my cigarette. "Yeah, kind of sucks."

I continue, "The fucked up thing is sugar is technically more poisiness than smoking, as is alchol. That's not to say I would light up in a maternity ward, but there are deadlier things out there. "

"I didn't know about sugar,"

"Yeah- it destroys the pancreas and liver in large enough quantities."

"Wow- you're right it is pretty bad"

I don't respond to see if she keeps things going. "Do you go to school near here?" she says....I take a drag and respond a few seconds later. "No- my days in college are through, how about I try something I just learned..cool?"

She says ok and I run ESP and bomb. So I try another tact- "Alright come here, let me try this." She gathered her things and sat next to me with open body language. I begin the cube, leaning back and being equally open. With each question she leans further and further. At the storm portion someone begins yelling "Beata! Beata!"

I can see a pair of women approaching and think "FUCK!" Finally I complete the cube as the pair join us. By this point the girl is so mesmorized by the process she nearly ignores her friends. I begin explaining it to her and she becomes more and more entraced. One of her frinds, just to get attention sits on her lap as I continue. Once complete I begin to gather my things. The quiet one of the group says, "Was he reading you? Thats awesome, do me, do me."

I respond with, "I am not some dancing monkey here, besides I got to catch up with my friend." Thats when I notice a man had been eavesdropping nearby and says "That was pretty cool dude." I tell him "thanks" and I hand her my phone and say "Look, we'll talk, put your number in there" She complies and I tell them "see you." Number close.

Moose finally meets me in the food court of the mall....he is generally a thoughtful looking man. He body language (practiced from what I can tell) is very good. Underneath the facade however, he is a good guy and it is clear. It is also clear from talking to him he is a very intelligent person, but in a non-pretentious way. I figured he would be a natural if he wasn't a PUA. He genuinly cares about other people and it shows. If I had to use one word it would be- unassuming. Which means he is the most dangerous type of PUA out there, if only he realized it he would rival Style and Mystery. He is lanky and has an easy way of walking. He's clearly a good looking guy with a mix of Bollywood and G.I. Joe only accentuated by his combat boots, leather coat and greet shirt.

We talk of approach, tactics and I give him theories, he gives me his. It was decided I would open the first set. Since I had been experimenting with precalibration I figured it would be a little easier.

Precalibration is carefully watching for IOI's before the approach. It reduces the risk of blow out and makes sets more "doable" I have yet to master it, but he seems warm to the idea. We begin.

My first is an Indian...I run through the opener, qualifier then her body language shifts and she becomes closed, she then asks where my friend in response to the time contrant I gave her. I call him over, "This is moose, this guy has been with some of the most beautiful women I have ever seen and he is cool as shit" the pair make small talk and I tell him, "Ill catch up with you dude" he wanders off. I run the cube and her body language gradually opens, but I can't keep her going and eject.

Our day continued, but then I noticed I was opening but he wasnt. He clearly had issues with AA along with just about every other PUA out there. I explained we all get it, but I am unnatural in that I don't really get it. I explained dominant frame, it seemed to sink in so we tried easy stuff like asking the time. Then the wheels started turning. He is going to be dangerous that much is clear. Not a bad day, or way to start of the week.

Begin week 4. Game on.

"Being busy does not always mean real work. The object of all work is production or accomplishment and to either of these ends there must be forethought, system, planning, intelligence, and honest purpose, as well as perspiration. Seeming to do is not doing."— Thomas A. Edison

I think I see my ultimate problem. While I may have a massive amount of knowledge in my head- I have produced very little in the way of planning. I come up with theories and hypothesis but nothing structured in a methodical sense. No set goals. Therefore my progress has yet to be consistent, as are my sets. They're disorganized and the only reason they don't fail is because I am a dominant person and carry things forward.

How it should be: My day with Jess.

It was a bright, sunny and an all around beautiful day. It was suppose to be myself, Moose, my friend/pivot/wing Jess (HB8--and just a friend) and her puppy(probably the best damn wing man in all of Baltimore). Moose unfortunately had a paper to write and couldn't make it. What a nerd. Kidding! LOL

I decided to find dog friendly places in Baltimore and settled on Patterson Perk- a coffee shop neighboring Patterson Park. The problem was it was closed. I should have called ahead, but didn't. This one detail is a testament to my contrary nature. A paradox wrapped inside a contradiction. I am positive all humans possess this dichotomy, a manyfold compounded nature- however mine seems stronger than others. For years I fluctuated between my warring sides. Lost in a moment, or totally rigid and structured. Despite an armistice within myself, I have yet to find a balance until I hung out with Jess. This does (when used properly) add an air of mystery which is very attractive to most women.

We walked back across the street and spent the day lazily strolling the park. She told me about her hopes, dreams, plans, goals, funny stories her views on me, life, love everything. I am unsure if it is considered attractive or not, but when I am really comfortable with someone I don't really feel the need to speak any more. My father and I can go long stretches without speaking but still bond none-the-less. I haven't had a conversation with my brother that has lasted more than 10 minutes in years. I just listen, make an occasional smart ass comment, or affirmation or, question something but I don't speak. I do tell great stories, but generally she does the talking. This is why I think my comfort building is spot on. It's real.

At the end of the day, the puppy was asleep on the floor of my car, and finally Jessica and I settled into a comfortable silence listening to Mumford & Sons and Keane on the way back to my apartment only occasionally broken by something funny, or a cleaver line and story. The last golden rays of the early autumn sun casting a brilliant display on the water like a Monet painting or the work of a Barbizon master come to life. A trace and whisper of summer still lingered in the air and caressed our lazy day to a close. Perfect. With the setting sun I had a realization- the sun was also setting on my days as an AFC.

I didn't get any sarging in (I did not see one target the entire time surprisingly) but it did show me what my interactions should be like and what I would like to be like. I should have goals, be introspective, notice things I need to change, but if it doesn't happen I can still have fun. True- she is and probably never will be a romantic interest- but- it is a prototype of how it should be. Except in the case of a day two, obviously kino would be apart of it, but the feeling of the day should be there.

As far as in set- I need to focus on transition and being smoother in the interaction. One of my wings Moose says I need to find the flow. Spot on. His quote about winging with me: "M2 is a my wing regardless of the 13 year age difference, I'm mature for my age. Absolutely fearless Tyler Durden would call M2 at plower, I say he is a Escalde PUA. Built, carries Social momentum forward through the interaction, and loves to role. Soon He'll become smooth and rejectin will no longer be an option for girls. "

My boss says, "if you're not enjoying sarging, why the hell do it." spot on again.

I think I need to make it fun, not an obstacle to overcome. I should be independent of outcome and see where the interaction takes me.

Goals-
balance my spontaneous and "planning" natures
embrace my multifaceted contrary nature
Make EVERY day two as enjoyable as this was.
Number close at least 5 times in the next week-
Build a great life full of meaning, purpose and happiness.
Surround myself with positive people.

Questions to consider-
is 42 the real meaning of life? LOL
how to make transitions within sets. I don't want to blunt force instrument, but a scalpel. The interaction with Jess wasn't forced- it shouldn't be with anyone else.
how to keep or develop the "flow" within any set. e.g. develop intense focus (Italian girl number close)
How to make it fun.

If you got answers let me know- otherwise, Ill probably figure it out eventually.