Sunday, May 11, 2014
I woke up to a screaming match. What the fuck! I looked at my phone. 7:03 a.m. Splits was sitting beside me, eyes wide open. I was still fucked up as shit, but she filled me in as to what was happening. Skater Homie's chick had woken up to a living room floor sprawled by some random player in his boxers and wife beater and his slut next to him in her little black party dress. An unused condom lay on the coffee table, still rolled up. Gahhhhhhhhhh. (I'm not going to comment on why it was unused--you guys can prolly discern what I'm getting at.) Skater Homie's ex-chick was freaking out. I couldn't piece together what they were shouting because I was still in a haze, but chick was pissed. Splits and I had failed to relocate to Skater Homie's room before 7. He should have known it was never going to happen.

Splits bounced out and caught a cab to go home. I didn't mind the shouting that much. I'm immune to a lot of shit after having been in the game for a minute. I mobbed into Skater Homie's room. Raymond was sleeping peacefully on the floor through the shouting. I spread a blanket somewhat near him and went back to sleep.

I woke back up around 1:30. Ah, the sun was shining bright as fuck. Skater Homie gave me and Raymond a ride to the light rail. As we waited, Raymond commented on how hard all of us have been going the past few weeks. He said we're all starting to live like drug addicts (not because we do drugs obviously (We don't.) but because we party all the time). Kinda had a point there. We're seriously caught up in the party scene. Yegh, you gotta do what you enjoy doing. I enjoy the hell out of this shit.

As I was on the light rail, I got a text from Cali Chick. She is leaving town tomorrow but wanted to hangout before she left. I was game. It turns out she was drinking with her family at her mom's place. Real trashy, but fuck it. I'm not tryna marry this chick.

I mobbed to her mom's place around 5. Cali Chick's still the same li'l cutie I remember from before. We go way back, and we've always had some kind of feelings for each other, but we've never hooked up for one reason or another. I went inside her mom's place and met her fam. I recognized one of her brothers as this gay dude I used to always see at this 18-and-up club I frequented before I was 21. The dude was always checking me out and shit and even hit me up on FB like three years ago, asking if I was bi. Uhhhhhhhhhh? Sorry, homie. Strictly va-jay-jays for me, dawg.

I played some card game with Cali Chick and her two cousins. It was kinda hard to talk to her since her whole family was in the room with us. At some point, she said she wanted to smoke a cigarette on the balcony and told me to go with her. Goddamn, this girl smokes in front of her mom! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Yeah, not my stee, but, again, fuck it. I chilled on the patio with her for maybe 15 minutes. I had to leave soon because I had plans to go eat dinner with my parents for Mother's Day. After she finished smoking, I told her to walk me out.

She walked me to my car. As I hugged her, I told her we've always talked about making out but still haven't done it. I leaned in and madeout with her twice, then told her maybe we could get together at the end of the night if she was still in town. I wanted to go for the pull right then and there, try to recruit her back to my pad, but I had to bounce for dinner.

The rest of the day, I chilled at my parents' place. I texted Cali Chick and asked if she wanted to hangout around 8 p.m., but she said she had to rest for the drive tomorrow morning. I didn't reply. She remains on the potential lay list for now.

Overall day: madeout with Cali Chick who I've known for like seven years and who I've always wanted to get with (which puts me at 113 K-closes total so far this year). It's still kinda crazy to think about all this game I have and how far I've come. One year ago when I was starting out in game, I wouldn't have imagined the level I'd be at only a year later. When I go back and skim over my FRs, it puts into perspective how many females really are in my life. Every week, there're day twos, random makeouts, sex with multiple regulars. I don't know what most guys' game is like--whether they fuck around with one girl they're seeing for months or whether they get a hookup every half-year. It's difficult for me to imagine many guys really having more chicks than me. I have more girls than a lot of guys will have in their entire lives! It's funny--I've had this conversation with Enso a few times--thinking about what we, as PUAS, are. Like us, for instance, our entire band is just a big group of manwhores who date several girls at once and fuck with a slew of chicks any opportunity we get. We are, I daresay, living the lives that many guys want to live. One of the things I want a lot of you to realize--and I'm not exactly speaking to my readers who already have game as they are probably living similarly to me already so I'm writing more so to those with beginner-level game, if any are reading--is that you too can live a life like this. If you want multiple girls in your life, if you want to build a rotation, if you just want to go out and have a good time on the weekends, understand that all it takes is getting out there. Get your ass out of the house, game, and see where it takes you in a month. I assure you game will only help you out. Remember to KIP, guys--keep it positive.

I'll probably be out of commish for the next few days. I have an exam to study for, but if anything goes down tomorrow or Tuesday--even I hit one of my regulars--I'll post an FR. Hell, even if I have something to speak on, I'll post one. I haven't really texted any of the numbers I've collected the past few weeks. I've been so busy either going out or fucking with my regulars that I haven't dedicated much effort to texting girls who are most likely just going to flake. Maybe I'll get some of that out of the way this week. Stay tuned, players.

Hey dude, thanks for the comment. Ah, what Enso refers to as my "hug of death". Haha. I wouldn't call it my "patented hug", but what you do is start off with a high five (or just skip that step and go directly to the hug), hold onto her hand as you make eye contact and say whatever comes to mind (go with something like "Who are you?" or "Hi, I'm [so-and-so]."), then pull her in for a hug. When you hug her, don't let go. You can either start talking as you would any other set or acknowledge the hug itself ("We're going to have a conversation like this."). This works for night game/specifically for loud, crowded venues where the only way you're going to be able to have a conversation is if you're talking very close to the girl's ear. Try it out for yourself. It's a fun, playful way to amp up kino immediately, and, if the girl's feeling you, it separates you from all the other chumps who open her with the same can-I-buy-you-a-drink bullshit.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Wassup, my mo'fuckin' playas? Is this game? Is this game? I bounced the eff out of my apartment today. I been studying since Sunday an' shit. Shit gets gawd'am boring chilling at my pad two days straight, not seeing anyone. I went to my parents'. As I've mentioned, they live in the same suburb as my pFAc (precious Fat Ass chick). I texted her li'l bitchass (just playin', I love pFAc sooooooooooo much) after studying all day and aksed if she wanna chill. I needed a break from studying. She said she was just getting out of the gym. Cool. I'll pick you up in 45 minutes.

I scooped her from her parents' house (she still lives at home) around 9:30. I drove around her neighborhood, trying to find a dark street. She lives close to the outskirts of town so it shouldn't have been a problem, but all the dark areas I saw were right in front of houses, and I didn't want some poor trashy bastard who drives a Jeep and listens to AC/DC call the cops when he noticed my car bumping and grinding like Trevor Philips was going at it with a prostitute in Blaine County.

Effz it. I drove her back to my parents' neighborhood. I know the area better. I pulled up into this fake suburban ranch neighborhood not far from my parents' place and found a dark side street. Perfect. I gots tah kissin' & touchin', lickin' & fuckin' (J/P. Saw-weeeeee, guys, this isn't a lay report this time.). I told her to get in the backseat. We got into the backseat. More making out and rubbing ensued. She wouldn't bang initially. I think she was scared we were going to get caught. I told her, "This isn't my first rodeo," and that I knew what I was doing. She ended up just blowing the tip, and, once she started doing that, I didn't try for the lay anymore.

It was about 11 by that time. I didn't want to go back to studying, and Fat Ass chick didn't want to let go of the god. What should we do? She had mentioned earlier in the night how she loves hiking this one mountain close to her place. Fuck it. I asked her if she's ever hiked it at night, and she said she used to go at night by herself all the time. Letdoit. I drove back toward her parents' place and found the mountain. It's close to the high school I graduated from (I went to five different high schools btw). I pulled up into the dirt and parked my car. There was nobody else around. We got out and started hiking that bitch.

Fat Ass chick was so adorable hiking. I told Enso she reminded me of a little puppy. Her little lungs had her panting, and her little legs were working trying to keep up with me. I was going slow as fuck, but my legs are so much longer than hers that she still had to work. Not going to lie, it was pretty cute. She slipped a few times, and I kept having to catch her. I was hiking in flip-flops btw.

We got to the top. There's an awesome view of the city up there. Way, way over in the distance I could see downtown. It's crazy how far Fat Ass chick drives every time she comes to my place. She drives all that way just to see me. We sat on the edge of the mountain in silence for about 20 minutes. No joke, we didn't say anything. She finally interrupted the silence and asked, "Are you comfortable with silence?" I feel like my entire bond with Fat Ass chick is built on silence...and sex. We hardly ever talk. (Fat Ass chick is incredibly introverted, which, I should mention, I actually like.) We usually just bang and cuddle. She said, after her first question, "So tell me about you." I replied with, "You don't know me by now?" And she said she doesn't really know anything about me. I don't think there's anything else to know about me anymore except that I party all the time now, I fuck girls, I makeout with girls, I hangout with my goons, I study maybe two hours a week, I listen to good music, I workout, and I cut my hair every two days. Pretty much it.

It was fun hanging out with FAc on the mountaintop, about as fun as it could be. But I'm just not interested in anything more with FAc, or any other girl, than casual hookups so it could only be so enjoyable. A few times during the encounter, I even found myself almost wishing I were sitting on that mountaintop looking over the city by myself. It was so peaceful, dark, and quiet. It was nice having another person there, but it is an ideal location to be alone. I wish I had my Chilean beaut from San Diego, or Fifth Grade chick, or my N-Pooh. Oh god, I wish I had my N-Pooh.

I walked back down the mountain, holding Fat Ass chick's hand, and then drove her home. I madeout with her before she got out and pinched her fat ass. Then I drove to my parents' house, shredded my lats in their home gym, watched a movie, and crashed out on the couch. It was a surprisingly nice day.

Oh god.

Overall day: chilled with and got third from pFAc, hiked a mountain with her, and fell in love a little bit--WHAT! Hahahahahaha. I'm just playing, guys. VP will never sell you out. Fat Ass chick is too short to be fallen in love with.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014
I wasn't going to go out today because I wanted to stay in and study. I woke up around 2:30 p.m. and studied a few lectures, then took a nap, woke back up, and studied some more. Around 7:30, Raymond called and asked why I wasn't going out. I told him I had to study, and his exact words were, "You don't study. You party!" He had a point there. I continued studying, but then I hit that wall where I was reading the same lecture slide like 15 times and still not absorbing shit. That was the PUA gods letting me know it was okay to take a break.

Game.

I drove back home from my parents' place, got a little ready, then bounced out to our bar where the squad was. I met up with Enso, Guru, Raymond, Guru's homie, and the Skater homies. The bar was absolutely dead so we all bounced out to check a few other venues. They were also dead. Gahhhhhhhhh! I keep telling Enso to abandon that part of town for good, but, for whatever reason, he clings onto it...for now. It's a waste of time. Enso and I bounced to a grocery store because he needed to eat some turkey. He debated with himself whether it would be wise to just ditch everyone else and head to our usual part of town. We decided we'd check out the bar one last time, and, if it wasn't popping, then bounce.

We got back to the bar, and, well, same old shit. Enso kept saying that two party buses were coming soon, but fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck that. Why rely on a party bus that may or may not arrive to decide whether our night's going to be good or not? The university in our city just had graduation earlier today, and it's right by the strip where we usually go. We wanted to cash in on that action.

Around midnight, I bounced out alone to do some recon on our usual part of town. I told Enso I'd hit him up if it was good. I got to my usual area--it was popping as I had expected--and hit up one of my go-to restaurants. I talked to one of the waiters on the patio for maybe 20 minutes. I pretty much know everybody who works there now I go there so often. As I chilled on the patio, the blonde waitress who I K-closed last Thursday (I think it was last Thursday--see the May 8th post.) (I need to give her an alias--I'll call her Chill Blonde.) walked by with a few girls and said they were headed to one of my go-to bars. Maybe I'd find her later.

Enso showed up around 12:55. He bought us a round of shots, a mixed drink for himself, and a beer for me. We downed our drinks, then headed out to check out the night. It was damn good for a Wednesday night. Too bad we had gotten there so late. Gahhhhhhh, Enso, I'm telling you, we have to give up [the more upscale part of town] for good! Nonconducive to game. We were banking on one hour to get in some game. Fuuuuuuuuuck. Fat Ass chick and The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With were in the area. Goddamn it. I'm so sick of soliciting them every night I'm out.

Enso and I bounced to one of our go-to bars. It had a good crowd, but the lights were turned up and I could see every set for what it really was. Gahhhhhhhh. I didn't spot anything worthwhile. I lost Enso amid the crowded dance floor and did a few laps looking for sets and for him. He pinched my arm as I walked by during one of the laps. I turned and saw him with some chick who looked kinda familiar, but isn't one of his regular makeouts. He started grinding with her. I dipped out.

I headed to another one of my go-to bars that was packed as FUCK. The line moved really quickly though. I got in and spotted bartender homie from my go-to restaurant. (I need to give him an alias as well so as to keep track of shit more easily. I'll call him Eric.) I could tell immediately that Eric was drunk as fuck as he always is when he's not bartending. He wanted me to smoke a cigarette with him. I started mobbing to the patio with him when I spotted Splits dancing with one of her girl friends. I grabbed her arm and hugged her, then asked if she wanted to smoke a cigarette. She was down so I led her to the patio. I started making out with her as Eric was turning around to say something. He spotted me macking the fuck out of chica and said, "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your business." Lol.

We all smoked a cigarette. Eric wanted to bounce to his bar and hook it up with free drinks. I was game, but I needed to wait for Enso. I told Eric I'd meet him there, and he bounced. Enso showed up like two minutes later with his chick Aquarius. Splits and Aquarius introduced each other and, I think, wanted to scissor fuck right then and there on the patio for my and Enso's amusement. Goddamn, the way they interacted, I swore they knew each other since freshman year. Drunk-ass whitegirls. I told Enso that Eric was offering up free drinks, and Enso agreed that getting more loosened up would be more fun and natural and thus more ideal for the lay. Splits didn't need any more alcohol. She's down for the fuck pretty much whenever (except tonight apparently. Gahhhhhh. Keep reading.) He said we should dance with our girls for a minute, then head out.

I led Splits to the dance floor. Enso led his girl behind me. We grinded our girls for literally two minutes, then I grabbed Splits's hand and started heading for the exit. As I walked holding Splits's hand, I passed Chill Blonde. That chick never replied to my text earlier this week so fuck her, I was gonna let her bask in that shit. I got to the patio exit and was about to head out when Splits put up a small amount of resistance for the first time ever in her life. She stopped me and asked where we were going. I told her our friend was gonna get us free drinks at a restaurant down the road. She said she couldn't leave her girl friend. Are you serious Splits? What the fuck do you think you do every time we meet up?! She started walking back to find her friend. Enso told me to go get her, but I told him I couldn't allow myself to chase like that. That's one thing I will NOT do: chase.

Fuck it. I knew I had fallback options. Plus, I could call Splits when the bars closed. But I wanted something new. Chill Blonde had mobbed out with Eric back to their restaurant. I could try for her. Yes! That was what I would do. Enso, Aquarius, and I mobbed to the restaurant. Eric was at the bar, getting shut down by his co-worker. He wanted to get more drinks, but the dude serving at the time could tell he was smashed and would only give him waters. Goddamn, Eric. He was sitting next to Chill Blonde. I went up to them and asked if they wanted to afterparty. (Raymond had been calling and said he was gonna smoke out at Skater Homie's place again.) Chill Blonde immediately said yes. Eric said yeah, but then waned and, I guess, thought about it. He said he and Chill Blonde were gonna smoke at his place. Fucking Eric, come on! You know you're not gonna get it in with her, brah. Give her up to a real player. I wanted to go for Chill Blonde again, but Eric's sloppy ass was literally in the way each time. I bounced back to Enso and Aquarius, who were rubbing up against each other against an indoor ledge. Aquarius was an accident waiting to happen. Enso and I both knew it. I spotted Eric depart from Chill Blonde and head to the patio. Boom. I shot in on Aquarius and asked if she wanted to afterparty. She hesitated, then finally said she had to go with Eric to smoke out first. Eric had already invited us over to his pad earlier. Chill Blonde told me to text her in a few minutes to see if she wanted to either come with us or if we wanted to go to Eric's place. Maybe I should have texted her, but I never got the chance.

Enso, Aquarius, and I bounced out. I wanted to find Splits. Why? Because I wanted to afterparty correctly goddamn it and smoke! I knew Splits would be down. As we waited on the corner, some dude came out of the blue and hugged Enso's girl. Uhhhhhhh? The dude put his arm around Aquarius and started walking her away from Enso. Goddamn it Enso. I told him to grab Aquarius's hand, bluntly tell her, "We're going over here," and pull her away from that motherfucker. He couldn't do it though. Gahhhhhhhhh. Enso decided to walk with the newly formed couple. The three of them kept walking, Enso and the dude on either side of Aquarius. Jesus. I was literally standing in between the three of them walking away and the bar where Splits was. I just stood there, conflicted as shit, turning my head back and forth between each sight, trying to decide which way to head. I wanted to catch Splits coming out of the bar, but, at the same time, my mind was playing worst case scenario, and I kept imagining dude trying to fight Enso for Aquarius or some shit, and I couldn't stand the idea of Enso being by himself. So I said fuck it, I can call Splits in a minute and then literally jogged up the road to find Enso and the other two fools.

I caught Enso and Aquarius outside one of my go-to bars. Homeboy was gone. Aquarius was still wasted as fuck, but now she was talking to three of her girl friends. Fuuuuuuuuuuck. I knew it was probably over. Just then The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With walked out of the bar. I hugged her and posted up with her as Enso's chick lost her fucking mind. God, I feel like Enso is Fredo Corleone when it comes to controlling his girls. Aquarius, for whatever reason, thought it was a good idea to strike up casual conversation with two cops who were standing outside the bar. Yeah, that won't get you arrested, babe. Enso walked away, not wanting to be associated with her drunk ass. He called her, and we both saw her look at her phone, then ignore the call. Ahhhhhhhhh. Finally the cops were like get the fuck out of here, drunk slut, leave us alone and walked away from her. I think she was sad. She looked like a little kid who gets rejected when he asks, "Do you wanna be my fwend?" My girl tried talking to Aquarius, but it was now--officially--impossible to get her to sleep with Enso. She was done that night from the moment he grabbed her hand. The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With told Enso he should probably find another girl, and Enso replied, "Nah, they're all sluts!" so passionately that I feared he was gonna turn around and backhand the shit out of Aquarius. Hahahahahahahahaha. It actually sounded pretty cool the way he said it, like a scripted line gone terribly right. He started bouncing out. I felt bad for him so I gave him a hug.

I walked with The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With back to her car, then we drove back to my pad. On the way there, we asked about each other's nights. She said that Enso seems like he has no confidence. I told her I've been telling him the same shit and that he needs to be more aggressive. She agreed that would be a good idea. I wanted to fucking afterparty with Raymond and Skater Homie, but chick wasn't in the mood to smoke. Fuck, I wished I was with Splits instead. Raymond kept calling, but I ignored each call. I felt bad. Chica and I got back. She went into my bathroom. Enso called and said he pulled a K-close after I left. At least he got something. It made me breathe a little easier. Chick came back out of the bathroom, and I hit, lights on, classic VP, chick all moaning, "Oh VP! Oh VP! I wish Enso and Guru could lay pipe like you!" I know. I know. I finished her off afterward with digits, making her skeet an' shit. Gawd'am. Then we cuddled naked as fuck, AC blasting, under a big, comfy blanket. Oh, 'twas magical.

Overall day: got played for the first two hours of being out in the more upscale part of town, which is a complete waste of my fucking time; madeout with Splits; F-closed The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With.

You should've told girl that you used to be in the club with (club girl) that at least I have the confidence to not game regulars every night!

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Game doesn't exist.

#burn #hair #eyebrows

Is it the ballparks fault that the player strikes out both at home and on the road? Hell no!. Back to the minors or batting cages with the regulars

Thursday, May 15, 2014
I woke up early because I had to go pick up my car. (I left it by the bars last night.) Chica and I got dressed, then she gave me a ride. I madeout with her before getting out.

I went back home and crashed the fuck out. I woke up, shredded my pecs, got ready, and went to meet up with Enso around 10. I got to my go-to restaurant and had a few drinks. Then Enso, Raymond, AC, and AC's homie showed up. The squad. We all mobbed to one of our go-to bars. It was slow at that time, but not bad. Enso and I opened a two set at the bar. They weren't the best chicks, but fuck it, it was a warmup. I talked to mine for maybe a minute, then number- and K-closed her on departure. Enso talked to his girl for a while. I think he was in love. I think he said he K-closed finally though.

AC pointed out another two set, and I opened them without hesitation. One chick had bright red lipstick on. I don't remember what I talked to her about. I K-closed her at the end of our conversation. She was hesitant at first because of her lipstick, but I told her it didn't matter and we madeout for an instant. Just standard shit. Nothing big.

We all mobbed to the country bar close to 1 o'clock or so. We ran into two girls we met a few weeks ago. I think Raymond knows them from somewhere else. Enso ended up K-closing one of the girls who was almost robbed by some dude. I told him to makeout with her in front of that fool's face. I don't think the dude ever saw it though. Too bad. Enso also ran into a girl he unsuccessfully tried to game a while back. She started talking to him, then some big buff dude came up and grabbed her by the hand and pulled her away. Just like that. I looked at Enso and told him that's how you get your girl away from another dude. He wouldn't admit it, but I think it stung a lot. That's one way to learn though.

Enso and I crept out to run street. The other three dudes weren't gaming much--I don't think I've ever seen them game as a matter of fact. There was a two set walking toward us. I felt pretty in state so I was down to open seriously any cute girl. They crossed our path, and I noticed they were holding hands. I opened by asking if they were lesbians, and then I just started spouting out whatever came to mind. I liked one of the girls better--she was taller and had a fresher face. I hugged her, told her I loved her and that I was gonna marry her one day--not tonight because we were too drunk but one day. I said we had to make the promise official by kissing. Man, this girl puckered up her lips immediately and I leaned in and macked her face off. Her friend started pulling her away. I just wanted to show off so I didn't even ask for the girl's number. Enso said I kissed my girl too fast, so fast in fact that he wasn't able to get a chance to kiss his. Lol. He never would have done it anyway though.

The K-close score was now 3-2 VP. Enso said he wanted to beat me. That's a tough thing to do, but I was down to compete. We were walking past one bar when some girl said she recognized us. I couldn't remember where we met her before, but fuck it. I hugged her. She said we both tried to get at her when we met her back in the day. I played that shit off tonight and told her I was gay so I couldn't have been trying to get at her back then. She said, "Oh my god! You're gay? Can we be best friends?!" and hugged me. Drunk-ass. I said sure. After a minute, I got tired of hugging her so I told her, if I wasn't so gay, I'd marry her in an instant because she was a cutie. I said we're gonna make the promise official though by kissing, and she said, "I knew you weren't gay!" I said, "Oh nah, I'm just really bi." Lol. I guess that worked for her because I leaned in and K-closed. Enso said he K-closed one of her friends. 4-3.

I opened one other chick on the street and K-closed her. I can't remember who she was though. Enso grabbed some hideous blonde girl and madeout with her very briefly. He was doing whatever it took to at least tie me. Unfortunately his game is not tight enough for that to be a reality yet. The score was 5-4 VP. I wanted to rack up as many K-closes as I could, just to show off and shit.

We linked back up with the squad. Enso pointed out two girls he used to go to school with. I started approaching, and he yelled, "Nooooooo!" I turned around and asked him why. Then he said, no wait, go ahead. Hahahahahahahaha. All the dudes were watching so I was going for a highlight reel pull. I ascended on my target, hugged her right off the bat, told her I loved her and that I was going to marry her, and that we needed to kiss to make our promise official. She also jutted out her lips immediately. Goddamn. I madeout with her as fuck as the goonies looked on and admired proper game. I let the girl go without getting her number. I walked back to Enso and started counting my fingers. I told him to count out loud with me, but he wouldn't do it. I think he was going to cry. I counted very slowly, tapping each finger as I said the number with my hands up in the air, 1-2-3-4-5-6. Then I yelled, "VP!" I told Enso to write in the last line of his next field report that he's two-thirds the player VP is. 2-3 VP. I don't know if he'll do it or not, but this is an unbiased thread here, and we celebrate the truth on my thread.

2-3 VP.

Enso was now frantic to pull two more makeouts. We went to this pizza place that pops after hours when everyone is craving drunk food. Some MILF eye fucked the shit out of us. I told Enso we had to approach. She was with one of her old girl friends who wasn't as good as she was. Enso wanted the better one, but he hesitated so I opened her instead. I don't know what I said, but she wasn't as down as I had anticipated. Some drunk dude kept giving me and Enso props for opening her though. Enso opened this pretty cute chick sitting by herself on the patio. (I don't know why I didn't open her now that I think about it. Fuck.) I recorded that shit on my phone through all the drunk after hours chaos. I got firsthand footage of Enso scoring a number, then going for the French goodbye and getting the cheeks. He even growled at the end of the clip and walked away saying, "Ah, he's gonna beat me now," when the girl refused to makeout with him. Hahahahahahahaha. I was already beating him!

I opened some drunk chick walking by herself. Right before I opened her she rejected high fiving some busted dude. I was gonna outdo him by at least getting a high five, damn it! I high fived her and hooked her to stop and talk for a minute. I was gonna go for the K again just to rack up the numbers, but she saw her ride and bounced out to get in some car. I then opened some girl in line for the bathroom at a sub shop. I got her number and went for the K, but got those cheeks again.

The night was now done, and the final scores were locked in. 6-4. VP took it home again. We all ended up mobbing back to AC's pad. It was gonna be a sausage fest afterparty. I called Splits since she lives in the same neighborhood, but she was asleep. Enso hit up some girl he met on Tinder. She said she was down to come over, but she never showed. AC talked to some girl Enso and I have both madeout with in the past and got her to say she wanted to party with us tomorrow. Probably a flake.

AC's homie was tripping out because some girl he was chilling with earlier in the night got arrested for having a fake ID. She was 20-years-old and trying to get into all these bars. It was actually pretty funny though I kinda felt bad for her. Enso, Raymond, AC, and I all started taking shots of tequila and ended smoking out. It was Enso's first time. Before we downed a shot, we all cheersed. I asked Enso what we should cheers to, then asked him if we should cheers by saying, "2-3 VP"? He reluctantly agreed to do it, but we both yelled, "2-3 VP!", then downed our shots. Hahahahahahahahaha. That's fucking game.

We all smoked out a lot more and ended up getting fucking gone as shit. Then Enso, Raymond, and I crashed on AC's couches. Gahhhhhh, I didn't have one of my soft, cuddly girls to snuggle with.

Overall day: K-closed six new girls (seven total but I'm not counting The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With since she's already on the list), which puts me at 119 total so far this year. Six more before I hit my goal of 125 for this month. Tomorrow should be good. Stay tuned, players.

Friday, May 16, 2014
So I guess tonight was pretty good, as I had anticipated in yesterday's FR. Or at least I think it counts as being good. I'll let my readers be the judge.

So I woke up around 11, after like five hours of sleep or some shit, and Enso took me back to my pad. We were all pretty fucking gone last night. Enso said he didn't feel shit after he smoked. I feel like that's impossible. I got back home and took a bomb-ass nap. Goddamn. Shit was good.

I woke back up and started getting ready. Enso and Raymond wanted to crash out the bar in the more upscale part of town. We made plans to meet up at 8:30. I started drinking, then bounced out to go meet up with the squad.

I met up with another forum member, Adonis (member139237.html), at one of our go-to restaurants. I downed a beer, then Enso and Raymond showed up. Adonis and I bounced to ride with them. Fuuuuuuuuuckkk. Adonis had a bottle in his backpack. We kept taking swigs out of that shit as Enso was driving. Raymond hit it too. It would prove to be my downfall.

From here on out, I'm writing my FR based on what Enso and Guru told me in the morning. (I blacked out for the night.)

So apparently we hit up our bar in the more upscale part of town. Guru said I madeout with some old chick on the patio. I don't fucking remember shit. We had VIP service and a bottle. VP getting live in the VIP. Enso said I tried to makeout with every girl I saw. I don't know, I was on autopilot. I would've probably tapped any ass. I ran into Splits outside somewhere and K-closed her a few times. I think she was being a li'l bitch though. I don't expect anything less from Splits.

Adonis bounced around 1 to go back to our usual part of town. Enso said Adonis rolled around in grass and shit before leaving. Hahahahahaha. Enso, Raymond, and I bounced to our usual part of town like 20 minutes later. I got rejected getting into one bar. I guess I was too drunk. That's the first time that's ever happened to me. Goddamn!

Then I guess I went back to our go-to restaurant and fell asleep on the patio. Lol. I find that kinda hard to believe, but fuck it, I was gone. It may have happened. It probably happened.

I somehow managed to run back into Enso and Raymond. Apparently Enso had hooked a two set back to the bar, and one of the girls tried coaching me how to talk to girls. Like she knows game and shit. Drunk slut, give me a few more nights, and I'll makeout with you. Fuck out my face.

Enso, Raymond, and I bounced out to drop Raymond at some chick's pad. I guess I smoked out with the girl there. I don't remember shit. I was fucking dead, and I called pFAc, The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With, and Splits. The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With texted me the address she was at, but we never bounced there. I tried to K-close Raymond's girl, but didn't get shit I guess. Enso and I bounced back to his pad.

I think I cuddled his dog Swags the whole night. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, Swags! I love you. You're my FUCKING GIRL!

Overall day: K-closed some old bitch (which puts me at 120 total so far this year), K-closed Splits a few times, got possibly the most fucked up I've ever been. I don't know how I didn't get arrested. Tomorrow night. Game.

Saturday, May 17, 2014
I woke up on Enso's floor around 4 p.m. My god! I tried to recall details about the night before. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Enso filled me in as much as he could. Guru called and supplied a few additional details. I waited at Enso's pad for my mom to come pick me up and take me back to my crib. We watched Keys as we waited.

I went home and pretty much started getting ready again. There was hardly any downtime in between. I drank before heading out, then bounced around 8:30 to meet up with the squad. I met up with Adonis at one of our go-to restaurants. Then Enso, Raymond, and AC met up with us. We also met up with Consistency and Smith. We had our team of PUAs again. We bounced to one bar. Enso and Raymond bought me a few drinks. I was beginning to get faded again. Jesus.

I once again don't remember everything that happened, but I know I ran into one girl who I always run into at the country bar. I danced with her and madeout several times. She was wasted as usual. I also danced with some other chick. We tried dancing country, but I didn't have a clue what I was doing. I just remember her talking about it. Lol. I'm pretty sure I madeout with her. I know I pulled one new K-close tonight. I don't know if she was the one or what. Eff it.

Sometime during the night, we lost Consistency, Adonis, and Smith. Enso, Raymond, AC, and I bounced out after the bars closed and dropped AC off at his pad. Then the three of us went back to the chick's pad where we crashed last night.

Raymond, the chick, and I (Idk if Enso did or not. I don't remember) smoked and kept drinking. I was trashed. Enso's bitchass pushed me in the chick's pool twice. Gahhhhhh! I was shivering on the patio after that until the chick gave me fresh clothes.

Enso, Raymond, and I ended up crashing in the chick's living room. I think I slept on the floor for like the thousandth time this year.

Overall day: K-closed one new chick (which puts me at 121 total so far this year) and madeout with some drunk girl I makeout with like every other week. This FR is short because I couldn't remember everything that happened. No game.

Sunday, May 18, 2014
I woke up on the chick's floor around 11 in the morning. My body is all fucked up. My knees are both bruised, my left ankle is bruised and sore, my left shoulder is tingly, bruised, and all scratched up, and I have a bruise on my left cheek. Gahhhhhhh. Apparently I fell when trying to get out of the pool that Enso pushed me into last night. Goddamn it. At least the bruise on my cheek looks kinda badass. It lends me a story to tell.

We bounced from the chick's pad. Raymond dropped Enso off at his crib. Guru came and picked me up and drove me back home. True gentleman. I took a nap, then invited over The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With. She showed up around 5:30. We chilled and watched TV for a while, then I made my move and hit and hit and hit. 'Twas prett' good. 'Twas prett' good. We hungout for like two hours afterward. It's weird because, at first, like right after we banged, I wanted her to leave. But then, a little later, I was like a'ight, this ain't too bad. We cuddled naked as fuck, watched TV, and talked for two hours. It was chill.

I had plans for the chick I day twoed like a week-and-a-half ago (I'll call her Glasses from here on out) to come over at 6:30 and my pFAc to come over at 8. I never ended up texting Glasses to confirm. pFAc canceled about an hour before because she had to babysit. I rescheduled with her to later in the week and texted Glasses later in the night, around 9:30, but never got a reply. Glasses goes to sleep really early so I think she had already crashed out.

I bounced from my crib around 8 and walked The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With out. Then I headed to my parents' place to chill. I've found that I get bored as shit if I'm not gaming or chilling with a girl nowadays. It's seriously an addiction. Lol. I chilled at my parents' crib the rest of the night and finally got caught up on texting all the numbers I've pulled recently. I ended up texting 19 numbers and lined up two day twos with two random girls later this week. I have no idea who either of them are. We'll see if they flake or not.

Overall day: banged out The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With. I've got some stuff to work on this week before I'm out for summer break. I'm not sure when I'll game next, but my birthday is this week so I'll most definitely be hitting the town sometime soon. Stay tuned till then. Game hard, my bros.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014
What a dreary fucking week. Goddamn. I've been studying straight pretty much since The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With left my apartment on Sunday. Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Weak. Weak. WEAK!

I fled to my parents' on Sunday after The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With left. Studying alone in my apartment for days without seeing another human being gets to me after a while. I now feel much more knowledgable after studying so long, but what good does knowledge do when all you're interested in is fucking bitches?

As I've mentioned before, my parents live in the same suburb as pFAc. I went to hike her mountain with my brother during a late-night break from studying tonight. As I did so, I texted and told her I was hiking her mountain. She texted back asking if she could join, but what was I going to do? bang her while my brother watched? I told her to meet me in my parents' neighborhood to fuck around.

She showed up around midnight. We drove down to the fake suburban ranch neighborhood down the street from my parents' house and posted up on a dark street. We got into the backseat and chilled for a while. We actually talked for once. Not sure how I feel about that. I'd prefer to keep my relationship with pFAc as simplified as possible. But whatever. It was chill chilling with her, but I just do NOT feel any kind of real attraction whatsoever. I pretty much just use her when I want to bust some ass.

She was on that P so we couldn't bang it out in my backseat again. But she was willing to blow tha tip so that was pretty cool. She said afterward that that was the last time she was going to do that. Why? Because she knows I'm fucking with other girls, and she's worried about being exposed to something. Okayyyyyyyyy??? We'll see how long that statement lasts.

I went back home afterward and got back to studying. Weak shit, homes.

Overall day: hiked a mountain and got BJed up by pFAc. A morsel of game to be had this week. I'm taking a break to go out this weekend though. Will. Game. Then. Before I pop. I need my four K-closes to hit 25 before the end of the month (125 total so far this year). Stay tuned, players.

Friday, May 23, 2014
WHO GETTIN' DRUNK? WHO GETTIN' DRUNK? VP GETTIN' DRUNK!

Beeyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatch!

Yeah yeah, first time drinking in, like, what, six days? Gawwwwwwwwwwww-DAM!! Where'd you get that ass?

And is there something you're trying to express, yeah? It's not that you need it. It's that you need it.

Anyway I said fuck this study shit. Why study when you can fuck bitches? And bounced out mad early, like 7, to meet up with Enso and Raymond. We met in our usual part of town and bounced out to the more upscale area. Mad early.

We got to our area and went to one bar to have dinner with this fat fuck who Enso claims is a millionaire ("He's high value! He's HIGH VALUE!" No, I totally agree, dude.) and this one electronic group of two sisters who was performing tonight. I won't say who the "band" was. Maybe Enso will say. They aren't famous or shit, but fuck it. They were cute girls. Enso told me not to game them. In retrospect, I shoulda gamed them. I got two drinks at the bar and walked the fuck out. I ain't payin' that shit.

Enso and I mobbed around for a minute, but it was mad early so everywhere was dead at the time. We ended up going back to our bar. It had free vodka drinks from 9 to 11. I pounded like a dozen of those motherfuckers because Shelley and the other bartenders were pouring almost straight cranberry juice. It would prove to be my downfall, I think.

The bar picked up a little later, and we all started partying. Consistency showed up. Fuck yeah! I don't think I've ever seen that dude in [the more upscale part of town]. Guru showed up next. Adonis also showed up (FUCK YEAH! Adonis is a chill-ass dude.). Then Smith did out of the blue. Goddamn. I think he sensed we were there. I forgot to text him earlier in the day. We also ran into the two skater homies. We had a fucking army again.

Adonis bounced outside to the smoking patio, and I followed him. He opened a two set sitting down smoking cigarettes. I started talking to one of the girls. She kept asking if I had coke and I kept telling her to go see Raymond for some. *Not into drugs, brahs* I don't know what the fuck I said to her, goddamn it, but we ended up fucking making out like goddamn filthy animals on the patio as Adonis stood by and watched. I wanted to bang her right then and there--she was a tall girl and shit--but I knew that was illegal so I chillaxed the fuke out and just grabbed her #. I also pecked some slut goodbye either before or after Tall Bitch's bitchass. I don't know, brahs. Partying's gotten out of hand.

I had texted The Girl I Used to Be In a Club With earlier where I was because I wanted a ride at the end of the night. I didn't expect her to show up--and I didn't want her to either, at least not so early--but she did. I started making out with her. She had two friends who were cuter. I wanted to game. I told Enso to, but he was being a li'l pussy (as always?). Slut I Used to Be In a Club With sat down at our table. Adonis was also sitting there. I wanted to ditch her bitchass. I told Adonis to makeout with her. Hahahaha. He didn't do it, but he talked to her while I tried to get away. #bitches-be-sweatin-my-jock-and-shit

Enso bounced out because he has a new job and had to work in the morning. Guru and Consistency also dipped. I posted up at the bar with Girl I Used to Be In a Club With and drank with her. She bought me like three beers and two shots, brah. On the second shot, I ended up puking on the fucking bar. Hahahahahahaha. At least that's what she said. I don't remember that shit happening, but fuck it. If it happened, it happened. Life's fucking turbulence. Stop sitting still and just fucking move with it. Nothing matters. You know how big the universe is?

Chick I Used to Be In a Club With called for a cab, and that shit picked us up. She wanted to usher me out of the bar as quickly as possible. I don't blame her? She paid the fare when we got back to my cribbo, and we went inside and flucked and flucked and flucked. Gawwwwwwwwd-DAM! Then she busted the blowey afterward.

Two nuts, one day. Can I say? I"m a fucking manwhore, bros. Join me in this league.

Cuddled her ass naked as sleek and passed out.

Overall day: K-closed two hoochies (which puts me at 123 total so far this year--two more till I hit my goal for the month), fucked Chick I Used to Be In a Club With. Sarge, motherfuckers, SARGE!! Unrelated but Day Three chick, who I fingered and ate out a few weeks age (See the May Day (May 1st) post) has gone cold. Looks like she's one-a-dhem beeyotches who feels guilty after doing some sexual misdeeds. Fucking hoochie.

If you guys want REAL advice, don't solicit some fucking website that charges your debit card. Come read VP's methods. I got you bros. I love you bros.

I always loved you.

Still reading through the first page but you are really inspiring dude

Thanks for the comment and for reading, dude. Glad I could be of some inspiration. Happy playing, man.

Saturday, May 24, 2014
Ah, another one of those mornings, huh? I woke up next to chica lying next to me. She was already awake and said she had been for the past two hours or so. Yes, I know I'm beautiful while I sleep. I guess she just couldn't stand the thought of waking me and getting a ride back to her car. She'd rather spend as many hours as she could in the presence of the god.

When I got up, we chilled for a little while. I somehow had clothes on. She only had a shirt on. I got tired of chilling after a while and decided to get a move on with my day. I dropped her off at her car, then sped home to "study". Really I got home and chilled all day.

I bounced out around 8:30 to head to our usual part of town. I hit up my go-to restaurant and met up with Consistency. He drank a few drinks, and I just chilled because I wasn't in the mood to drink at the moment. After he finished his drinks, we bounced out to one of our go-to bars. It had a little crowd at the time, but it was still early. I peeped Enso and Raymond in the bar at some time but didn't see them afterward. After reading Enso's FR, I see that they were spying on me and Consistency. They've gotten to the point where they enjoy "making fun" of their own wings more than they enjoy gaming. Not my style, but, hey, to each player his own. Every champ needs observers.

Consistency and I bounced out after a while and headed to the country bar up the road. It was a little more packed. But there weren't any decent girls at the time (only girls country dancing with their dude friends). I ran into Enso, Guru, Raymond, and Smith, and we all posted up on the patio. We bounced from the country bar after a while too.

I was now in the mood to grab a drink and I wanted to talk to one of my homies who works at one of my go-to restaurants/bars so I stopped by as the squad went on down the road. I drank (for free) and talked to homie for a while. Then Consistency and Smith walked by as I was on the patio and I rendezvoused with them. I don't remember what time it was (I'm writing this FR a few days late), but we stopped by another bar that we usually don't go to and met back up with Enso and Raymond. The bar was crashed out so we all mobbed out of there and went to a few other places that also sucked.

At the end of the night, we lost Consistency and Smith. Enso, Raymond, and I were walking back to Enso's car when we came upon a two set holding hands. I opened them as we crossed paths and immediately Enso and I split the girls down the middle. I hugged my chick, then peeped Enso hugging his as well. I talked to my girl like that the entire time. She was decent--tall, blonde, cute face. Apparently it was the other girl's 21st birthday. I was somewhat celebrating my birthday as well. At the end of the convo, I grabbed my girl's number. (I didn't attempt to French goodbye her as Enso wrote in his FR, but I was planning on it.) I saw Enso makeout with his girl, and then mine went over to them and tried to pry him off of her. Well, fuck, if Enso was gonna makeout with his chick, of course I was gonna makeout with mine. Enso let go of his, and the two girls started walking off. I grabbed my girl, turned her toward me, and started making out with her, no questions asked. Then I let her go and turned around to the goonies. Enso and Raymond were hunched over, laughing their fucking asses off as I tried to figure out what the hell was so funny. Enso blurted out something like, "God, you're gay!" I was confused. He said that I just madeout with the girl he had madeout with literally less than 10 seconds before. Uhhhhhhhh??? No, I didn't. But he and Raymond swore that I did. Uhhhhh... I don't know if they saw for sure that that was his girl, but the girls looked almost fucking identical and with my drunk vision on, I suppose it could have happened. I felt pretty disgusted after finding out I just swapped spit with some slut who had just swapped spit with my dude. Not into that. But yegh, fuck it, I'm in the medical field. I'll come into contact with a lot worse than that (even though the principle def factors in). Goddamn! Whatever though. Enso's told me he's skinny-dipped with a dude before. GoooooooodddddddDAMNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!

NO. GAME.

I still couldn't believe how I could have grabbed his girl and madeout with her. Part of me felt like he and Raymond were just fucking with me. We got back to Enso's car, and then Raymond pointed out some lone chick standing in the parking lot. He told me to open. Fluck it. I hopped out and ran up to her. Sure enough, as Raymond would later text me, the girl had somewhat of an E.T. face: big eyes, kind of wide at the top. Yegh, she was a tall girl though, and she had a tight body. I could put her on the list. She said she was married and had two kids. I couldn't place how old she was, but I discerned she was not happily-married. There ain't no morality in game when it comes to girls in relationships, players. You gotta be a fucking wolf out there. I wasn't gonna slow down at all when she told me she was married. I'm like a fucking divorce lawyer, trying to break up marriages and shit. She kept grabbing the shtick in the parking lot. I kept hugging her in return and leaning into her face. I pecked her a few times, but she wouldn't makeout...yet. She walked over to Enso's car, and one of them told her to dance country with me. I'm not sure what that was going to accomplish, but Enso played some country music really loud. Then he sped out of the parking lot. Looks like you're taking me home now, E.T. I kept hugging and pecking chick.

Enso showed back up after getting Raymond some food. I chilled for a second as I determined whether chick was down to head back to the pad or not. After a minute, she was game so I got in her car, and we skidded out. Raymond posted a picture of E.T. on my FB as I was in the car with chick. Nooooooooo! Hahahahaha. She kept saying that Raymond was hot and shit. Uhhhhhhhhh? She had also told Enso that he had beautiful lips. When we got back to my pad, we ran into my security guard, the one who always sees me with different girls. She said he was hot too. What the fuck was going on?! That dude is like 250, greasy, trailer park.

I got her into my pad. I started making out with her pretty much instantly, but she kept talking about random shit. She showed me pictures of her husband and some random dude she's been talking to online. Yeah, that's totally what I'm interested in looking at, E.T. I finally grabbed her phone and put it on the floor. Then I grabbed her, and we started making out again. I got my hand up under dhat skirt, but she wouldn't let the fingerbang go down. I did see some booty cheeks though. After a minute--fuck this shit--pulled the get-naked stunt. She bust the HJ for a matter of minutes, then went into my bathroom. I heard her talking on the phone after about five minutes of being in there. Oh god, here we go again. She came back out after a while and said she had to run out. Okay. Peace. She kissed me goodbye and then bounced.

I passed the fuck out.

Overall day: K-closed two new chicks (which puts me at 125 total so far this year; I hit my goal for the month), one of whom supposedly had just shlopped spittle with Enso's bitchass. Gawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If it's true, it's definitely the least game thing I've ever done. Weak shit. Got like three minutes of the HJ. I'm prolly not going out the next two days 'cause I gots a end-of-da-yurr exam coming up on Tues. Be back soon though, playaz.