I wake up and one thought comes to mind. "What's today going to bring?" I hear the dogs barking...why wont they shut up? No chance of going back to sleep now, with the sun shining in my room it would be a losing battle. I need to get dark blinders for my window but I never remember. It's a shame because I was having the weirdest dream ever. My army friend Jeff and I were back up dancers for Avril Lavigne (spelling?) and at one point I started to doing a strip tease in a banana hammock.

I roll over and my arm wraps around the warm body next to me. I vaugly remember the girl I brought home with me at 4 in the morning...Jackie...her name's Jackie. The haze lifts and the memories start coming back. She sucked at sex but it might have been the best head of my life. I should pick up more jewish girls. My mom would be happy at least. We cuddle. She tries to have sex again. Not happening. Now comes the art of getting her to leave my house so that she can still feel good about herself. She leaves wearing an old T-shirt. The head was worth it so it's a fair trade.

The phone's ringing. "Hey man, what are you up to?" The voice is deep and tough and the words are slow. It's my army friend. "Not much, I just woke up and Jackie just left, the last few days have been a haze bro. I'm drained." I've been going out every day and night, it started when school ended. "I'll buy you some coffee, come on man." Damn you Jeff do I get no down time? "No" I tell myself, "you don't". You made a commitment and you're going to keep going no matter what. I hear the words leave my lips. "Sounds good come pick me up".

I shave but the rest of me looks like shit. There's a huge pile of dirty clothes, I really need to do the laundry. The doorbell rings. Screw it I'll go out with glasses, baggy T-shirt and jeans, and no gel in the hair. We head out and go for barnes and noble talking about a radio he needs to get later. Once there I decide to get Style's new book "Rules of the Game". He changed my life. I'll give him the 25 bucks. Right when I pick it up I see her, the prettiest girl in the bookstore. Tan skin, petite figure. I notice she has two books on body language and is looking around the self help section. I have to open, there was never a choice.

I grab "Body Language for Dummies" and give it to her. The initial shock of being approached comes to her eyes. Am I safe or crazy? Her eyes look me over...the verdict is safe. I've trained to come across safe. Over the shoulder, body rock, big smile. Didn't even think about it honestly. "How did you know I was looking for body language books?" she asks. I nod at the books she's already carrying. Jeff walks up. Accomplishment intro. "This is my friend Jeff, he just got back from the army." The two of us begin the dance with some slight friendly competition. Jeff neg hits to hard and I recover with a thread cut and qualifier. We do the kino test and break the invisible barrier of touch. Now she's laughing and finding excuses to touch me. I start showing to much disinterest and Jeff saves it by building commonality...he was a firefighter and she's a cop. We cold read her friend. "I want to get her out and show her a good time." "Well we're gonna go get some coffee but do you have a cell phone?" The line is from David D. "Yea! My number is..." Her eyes lit up, she's never been picked up in a bookstore. We plan a date with her and her friend and get our coffee. Cafe Vanilla.

We do day 1 of the style life challenge. The goal of the 30 days is to get a date. We'd have already won if we started the challenge 10 minutes ago. Oh well...starting now. Objective: Make small talk with 5 people. We head to best buy and do our challenge. I text Loki and we make plans for Delano. One shower, roast beef sandwhich, and tumble dry jeans later we're in the car on our way there. There's Loki smoking a cigarette looking like the coolest f**k guy there. I need to mirror his presence. "Every time I see you, you look cooler and cooler man". I say this to Loki. It's a line he's said to me many times, it's how I figured out he's always sarging everyone. "I was about to say the same to you." A big smile appears on both our faces. Next comes the small talk and light joking as always. Now down to buisness. Jeff is already in set and I warm up with a moving 2 set. Turns out they're prostitutes, the tattoos, high heels, and short dress should have been a give a way. I see Rockshow with two guys I don't know. Look like PUAs by the way they're dressed. I ask how they know Rockshow. "We met at a gay singles event" one tells me. Definately PUAs. The second guy has a good energy, very playful and lively. I respond to that well because at my core that's how I like to be. He's a good looking guy, I wonder why he's in this but it doesn't matter. After some small talk and light joking, again a must, I get his number because he lives by me. Always on the lookout for a good wing.

I open a mixed 3 set and Jeff wings me. I befriend the guy and he buys me a drink. They are all jewish so it wasn't that hard. The girl smells good, some kind of fruity perfume. We talk about our passions, about social interactions and the female mind, about traveling. I run the cube. Why did I cheapen this with a routine? It works well as always. I decide to plant more seeds and come back to this set as my saftey net.

I spot a 2 set sitting by the bed. Jeff opens this time and has the girls part to let me sit in between. Ballsy and brilliant, that was the key to this pick up. We role play and flirt. She's my delano gf of two years and we walk arm in arm to get a cigarette for Jeff. We have our picture taken. Jeff isolates the girl to one of the side rooms. "Guess my cologne" I ask. I invented this kiss close and love using it because it's mine. She leans in and smells me then I smell her. "You smell so f**k good." I lean back and look in her eyes. "I'm trying so hard not to kiss you right now." She giggles. That's the green light I was looking for. Our lips meet. No tounge but open mouth, she's incredibly soft. We meet up with Jeff and his girl and make out some more. Now here comes the tounge. They have to go though for some reason and she gives me her phone without me asking and says to put in my number. I promise to call her. I actually might even keep the promise.

We open one last set on the way out and bounce with them to Jeffy's Diner. There we meet a natural. Complete AMOG but he's fun and has a positive energy and is lively. I respond well to that. We make small talk and light joking. Jeff brings up the community and it turns out this guy is best friends with Papa from RSD. We open a 3 set of cougars together and take a picture with them on my lap. She runs her nails lightly over my chest, why does it always feel so good when a girl runs her nails lightly over anywhere? It's 5 am now and we need to go. The guy calls Papa on the phone. I talk to him a little, small talk and light joking. They seem to like us. "Tomorrow night man, you gotta come out. Party with us man it'll be insane." I oblige and we exchange numbers. I don't remember the ride home. But I do remember right before I feel asleep on my warm and comfortable bed that I had one thought. "What's tomorrow gonna bring?"