This! And a true G isn't terrified to talk to women during the day and understands the concept of value

April 30th
2 Facebook Closes and 1 Number Close
Time to bust out a quick field report while the night is still fresh. Tuesday night...I wanted to run daygame but I ran out of time. The sun went down and Guru was feeling some low key night game. I met up with him and VP later joined. Guru ended up opening about 4 sets and number closed all of them. He's mastered being an overall social dude, which is what you have to be comfortable doing if you want to become good at game. Me and VP were pretty stifled for most of night. I did get two Facebook closes which will be good for promoting and possibly gaming down the road.

Guru ended up bouncing out and me and VP went back to our side of town...the college bars. We still felt pretty inhibited or as the ol' RSD guys say "out of state". This was the main belief I felt towards not approaching (it is a limiting belief but I'll express it anyway): On dead nights, the music is turned down and the vibe is much more laid back. It is basically daygame except the girls have the social power of being in a night club environment and they are with their friends. I've also noticed that I have fallen back into bad habits of not pushing through AA. I think it is because I have gotten a good dose of what cold approach is really like. You have to completely buy into the fact that it is unnatural and you will get rejected. Tenacity is what separates you from chodes though.

We ended up driving around to some dive bars. VP rolled his window down and hollered at some busted chicks crossing in front of him. They didn't want to party. We saw some foot traffic by Taco Bell, so we decided to check it out. We were crossing the crosswalk and there was a solitary brunette walking in the opposite direction. I checked her out in my periphs and her face looked straight up angelic for some reason. She passed me and I stopped mid crosswalk and told VP I had to get her. By the time I made up my mind that I couldn't let her walk out on me, she was probably 50 yards away. I said fuck it and jogged back after her. I finally caught up to her, completely out of breath. I told her straight up that I saw her walk by and had to come back and talk to her because she was cute. She was more receptive off the bat than I thought she would. I always get in my head a little about approaching girls that are by themselves at night. I ended up getting the number close though and felt pretty satisfied.

After that we dipped into Taco Bell because we saw a 2 set in there. We were thirsty for game. VP opened. I couldn't tell how receptive they were, but he ended up scoring the number and two of their tacos. He didn't want to eat the tacos, and we tried to think of what to do with them. We remembered this homeless chick we passed by with a sign that said she was hungry. So we said fuck it good karma lets go back and give the free tacos to homeless HB.

We tried to find that homeless chick but she had bounced out. VP went up to some other homeless dude but he wasn't down for free tacos. VP looked pretty crushed when he blew out with that homeless dude. We drove by this chick smoking a cig on the street. VP decided he liked her grungy look and parked the car for some quick game. He bummed a cig and got the number. We went back by Taco Bell to try to find someone to give free tacos too. I was debating just chucking them tacos at some passerby for fun. It would've been bad karma though.

Lo and behold, a group of drunk chicks walked by. Fuck yeah game. We hopped out of the car and VP offered free tacos. They all kept walking except one lil straggler. She was pretty cute and was pretty amped about free tacos. She thought there was some catch. She asked if they were drugged and I told VP to bite a chunk out of it to prove to her it wasn't. She started munching on them tacos like a the cute lil college drunk girl she was. We talked to her for a little bit and VP number closed her. Before she left she gave us hugs and hugged me first. Fuck yea. VP was worried I was gonna rob him. I'm not sure why I didn't now that I think about it...that fucker has constantly tried that shit on me lately. I guess because I have the decency to at least not risk the set blowing out for him. Two dudes fighting over the same chick results in nobody getting at it.

Takeaways
We found a new spot that we are gonna try to game more. Me and VP both admire that street game. Go back to giving less fucks. Cold approach at the end of the day is best way to meet more women in my opinion. Don't neglect building social circles but embrace cold approach for what it is.

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My god. You FINALLY admit it?!

May 5th

Running behind a few days on field reports, as per usual lately. What compels me to actually take the time to do these is to learn from past mistakes and to provide my outlook on game. At this point I pretty much roll with a local squad of PUA's (I don't want to use the term lair because that shit sounds straight up Dungeons and Dragons). Me and VP are the only one's that post FR's though and I gotta keep that fool in check. It would be like if only Fox News existed.

Me and Guru (Duxd) have been at odds with VP's belief that value doesn't exist in game. He feels that ultimately no chick matters and that you might as well just try to makeout with them as soon as possible because it is fun and that they will probably flake anyway. (If he wants to formally provide his stance on this shit he can comment...but every time we try to discuss value it unravels into a debate on metaphysics). The rabbit hole runs as deep as you want to follow it kids.

When you try to boil down what value and status truly is, I think you start tread into the evo psych territory of game. That's where books like The Red Queen Theory and shit start to get referenced. Mystery based value on the idea that on a biological level, women want the best survival and replication traits. The problem is how much you "fake" being high status and what high status truly is. The point I'm trying to make though is that I personally believe status does have a place in game. It is a fairly ambiguous topic, but I feel like game boils down to being uninhibited. Game is all in your own head and you determine what "reality" is. That being said, I feel like it takes a fine degree of calibration that is developed through experience to be able to enfold other people into that reality. Just because you are a free minded thinker, doesn't mean the girl you are talking to is. You are going to have to break through some socially conditioned bullshit to get her to see the truth.

Anyway, I can't provide an in depth review of the past few days. I will discuss the approaches I remember though.

Set 1
Me and Guru were walking through the Haunted Bar (my favorite spot...name changed for anonymity). We spotted these two lesbian looking chicks sitting down eyeing us. My immediate categorization of them was that they were straight up carpet munchers who probably thought I was a douchebag. My perception was incorrect. They invited us over to sit with them and bought us a couple of rounds. Turns out they were bisexual and they wanted cock that day. One of them said I was the best looking guy at Haunted Bar and that she wanted to blow me. No, I'm not paraphrasing. I wasn't sexually attracted to her, but I appreciated her openness.

She's messaging me on Facebook right now trying to get me to hang out. I actually know what it feels like to be the flake and I understand why do what they do. Me initial response was to say I'm busy. That is a lie though designed to preserve the bisexual chick's feelings. Should I tell her I simply am not sexually attracted to her? Have my flakes flaked because they were not sexually attracted to me? Can I handle that fact?

I can indeed handle the fact that not every chick is going to want to fuck me off of aesthetics. I know that I'm fuck-able deep down. I'm not sure what I'm going to say to bi chick though.

Set 2
I approached a 2 set sitting down at the coffee shop. She was working on her laptop. I scrambled for the perfect opener. Screw it go in anyway. I walked up and said "Ok I got this. I'll finish it for you". I told her I would do her assignment and just took the convo from there. I ended up getting the number and bounced out.

Set 3
This set wasn't necessarily my set. Me and VP both approached and he blew it out. He didn't talk about it in his FR though. It was night game and we were on the wealthier side of town with Guru. We had been lecturing VP on how you should try to provide value in cold approach. Me and VP spotted an older 2 set walking out of the bar. VP opened and he tried to run his usual game. I can't remember exactly what he said to be honest, but the point was that he approached with his usual mindset that conversational game is a waste of time. They blew out hard. Guru was watching and chased after the set post blow out. He stopped them and talked them for probably 10 minutes. I ended up walking up next to him after awhile and listened in on the set. They asked why our friend (VP) was being a brat. Guru ended up number closing and that chick hit him up on Facebook after.

Why did I include this? Is it because I'm on Guru's nuts? No. I do however align myself more with Guru's values towards game. The only reason I even debate VP on how he games is because it affects my game when I'm with him. If he wants to brag about getting 100+ K-closes in 2014 on his thread more power to him. The problem is that when I game, I want to exchange elements of value and build a connection in that moment. I acknowledge that connection sometimes requires time. I don't really care that much if I get a K-close on the approach. I've madeout with around 30 girls in 2014. I'm fine with that. I don't k-close for the sake of k-closing anymore because kissing a girl I'm not attracted to doesn't do shit for me. I'll get to how VP's game fucks me over later though.

Set 4
Me and VP spotted a 2 set sitting on a bench. We went over to them and opened (don't remember how). VP said he liked the chick's hair. I think the girl gave him a very neutral response. VP immediately came back with I don't like your hair in a monotone voice. It was a little funny, I have to admit but he still sucks dick at push/pull (if that was even his intention). The set was blown and he walked off. I went back in though and tried to make an honest effort. I said "sorry about him what is your name?" and offered my hand to shake. The chick looked at me with no intention of reciprocation. "Do you not have a name?" I asked her. "Nope" she responded. Now they were being bitches to me for no reason, and I decided to call them on it properly. I told them to give me a sec and I spotted the first lady that walked by. She was older, and married (I know this because VP blew her out right after and she told him). Anyway I politely went up to her, asked for her name, and shook her hand. Nice to meet you *insert whatever her name was here*. I walked back to the girls and said "that is how you interact like a human being" and I walked off.

Set 5
Me and VP met up with Consistency. We ended up crashing out a dead bar. There was one set in there, and Consistency decided to open. I didn't pay too much attention, but it appeared the girl offered him a drink and he wouldn't take it. He talked to her for a little bit and it blew out. I waited until I knew he was done with the set and I went in. She offered me the shot and said Consistency wouldn't take it. I told her I didn't like tequila but could never pass up free alcohol. After that I made conversation. VP took her friend and danced with her (she was married and I texted him that but it was too late...he wouldn't have gave a fuck anyway). The guy friend rolled up and I introduced myself. The girl I had been talking to told him how she offered Consistency a free drink but he said something about tossing it over his shoulder, so she gave it to me. Then she said that her friend is married and some guy is dancing with her. The dude friend said you better go and do something. Meanwhile, I played dumb and pretended to not be associated with VP (I have to do this a lot). Long story short I turned Consistency's blowout around and I number closed her.

Set 6
I approached this chick at the mall. It ended up that she remembered me from Halloween last year and we had all met at a bar. I didn't get any positive signals though and I would find out why. I went for the number close under the premise that we all meet up at Haunted Bar sometime. She said that she didn't want to be rude, but her boyfriend was in the bathroom. She seemed a little nervous about it too. It sounded like her bf had trust issues. Lol.

Set 7
Me and VP approached a 2 set smoking outside. We got them into conversation and we reached the social hook point. I was actually a little proud of VP. He was a little tipsy, but hadn't said or done anything stupid in the whole interaction. I was feeling good and went for the number close. We got both numbers and said we had to meet up with some friends but that we should party the next day. I had taken about 5 steps when I turned around and noticed VP was going for the hug goodbye. Oh fuck. Please no. PLEASE. It was too late. Hug o death was in operation. He went for the french goodbye and got the cheeks (obviously). Meanwhile the other two girlfriends were watching on. One of them couldn't take it anymore and said that they had people to meet and she had to go. I told them that VP was just a romantic guy. I was mad though. He was gonna fuck up the whole set. I even started saying shit to him out loud. "Come on we were so close! We had it in the bag and you are gonna mess it up!" He eventually let the chick go after she wouldn't kiss him and we walked off. FUCK VP. THIS IS WHY WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS.

He said he didn't care because they were going to flake anyway. Idk about his girl but I'm texting mine right now. It's Cinco de Mayo tonight though...one of the few nights where VP's game works. I think I might even indulge in some shameless self-validating game and try to out quantity VP.

Stay tuned for tomorrow's field report.

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is VP O'Reilly gonna chime in?? lol jk

April 7th
2 K-closes

So I was almost done summarizing our Cinco de Mayo night when I realized the draft didn't save. I'm the opposite of pleased right now and I'm gonna give y'all a rundown of what went down super quick like.

I drank a little that night and had a decent buzz. VP went super sober...which was a first. I had two main sets that night. If you want to read more about what happened in a little more depth VP put out a FR on the night as well. As I said, I had a witty and entertaining field report ready to go but it got fucking lost in cyberspace.

First set was the two set sitting down. I was not all that interested in them but wanted to show VP up that night. We ended up both K-closing our girls in the set. My girl gave me her beaded necklace and I knew I would be able to use that as a prop for future sets...which I did.

We waded our way through the packed dance floor. Sure enough, this hot tatted chick asks me for my beads. Bam I'm in (and if I'm not, I'm gonna force myself in). I told her she had to work for it. I danced with her for a little bit and she was doin some freak shit so I knew she was down like Judge Joe Brown. Her friend ended up dragging her off. I watched them start to walk away and I was like yeahhh nah fuck that...this isn't my first rodeo. VP was sweating me to go back and close it out too. Cool your jets Felicia...I'm the one that believes in calibration and tactics remember?

I followed that chick until she got near the entrance of the club. I pulled her back and said I was going to give her the beads. She was amped up and I acted like it was a big deal. I put those beads over her head like she just blew up the Death Star in Episode IV. I was in no mood for smooth calibrated game though. I was taking a night off from trying to run righteous game. After beads were crowned, I just pulled her in and went for the makeout. She giggled and wiped the lipstick off my face. I got her number and left.

The only other thing that I feel like was worth pointing out was that some chick that VP formerly k-closed asked if he was sucking dick tonight. That is the how a typical girl walking down the street will greet VP nowadays. I laughed pretty hard at that.

I hit up the chicks from that night. I've been trying to get at the one from the first set but she's toying around with me. I'll play ball for a little bit but my interest level is almost non-existent. The tatted chick from set 2 never responded. We actually saw her stumbling around the parking lot when we were leaving. We were going to try to pull her last second but she got picked up. I'll show you what I sent her.



No response

Takeaways
I beat VP at his own game. Cinco de Mayo 2014. Never forget.

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May 12th
K-closed Stripper Chick

The quality of my field reports are depreciating because I am constantly busy nowadays. I'll do my best to drop some fresh insight.

I spend almost all of my time now either gaming or promoting. I'm going to start up a new job soon, so hopefully that will balance out my lifestyle a little. My goal is to have EVERYONE know who I am though and everything I do pretty much serves that purpose now.

So. Quick Summary.

I've been promoting tha club and getting my name out there. A few nights ago we had a strip club invasion at our place along with some clothing lines. I had the strippers come to our bottle service. I wasn't personally interested in them, because they looked trashy as fuck (sorry strippers). The one chick was hooked on my ass though. She kept saying how I was sexy and how VP looked gay (sorry VP). I genuinely want to be nice to people though, and she was social proofing the hell out of me. You look pretty good when you have bottle service with strippers.

I ended up watching all of the other guys try to get at these strippers. Guys were buying them drinks and one guy said that he would give the chick that was interested in me anything she wants. I was laughing my ass off. It's a cruel irony that the most investment I probably have right now is from that stripper chick...and I do NOT want to fuck her. She told me that she wanted to fuck me (not paraphrasing). I told her that we should be friends first...I went to catholic school. I ended up getting drunk and I made out with her. Fuckkkkkkkkkk. I'm pretty sure I have herpes now because the corner of my lip is all chapped and shit. Damn it! I just tested clean to everything a few weeks ago. I ruined my pure slate.

So yeah I have stripper chick in the friendzone now. She had silver capped teeth...like Alien in Spring Breakers. I'm not proud of it. I don't want to bag on her though. She probably has emotional issues and she isn't a bad human being. I just don't want to risk any chance of my semen reaching her egg.

Besides that, I've been building that social circle. After just briefly working in association with the night life industry, you start to see the matrix of social hierarchy that exists. Most guys would suck a dick to have some of the bartender chicks I've met know their first name. You start to realize who these girls actually are though. The type of guys they actually go home with. They have 2000+ Facebook friends and probably hang out with 5 of them regularly. They post melodramatic statuses about their basic bitch ex boyfriends. They take selfies that get hundreds of likes by thirsty dudes. They like horrible music and horrible TV shows. I'm not going to completely generalize, but MANY of these girls are just HOT. That's fucking it.

So does "social status" matter? To these type of chicks it DOES. Perceived social value DOES MATTER IN GAME. Is it subjective? Yes. Cold approach will PROBABLY not work on them. However, you begin to realize that you never wanted these type of girls in the first place.

Back on to summarizing. Me and Guru have been going out lately. The rift between game theories continues to exist between us and VP. VP wanted to game in the college district and I wanted to try my hand at the wealthier district. I wanted to find an interesting girl and seduce her with interesting conversation and he wanted to makeout with a hundred drunk college sluts. I don't think either of us quite got what we wanted.

Me and guru did hook a solid 2 set at one of the smaller bars. It was mixed too, and their homeboys sat back and watched our entire set. We took pics with the girls and posted on Facebook. We number closed and ended up bouncing.

My girl was pretty cute and she is going to flake. Noooooooo. I'm gonna have to go back to being a jaded dick like VP.

I ended up getting a text from kiosk chick. So here's the story with this girl. I met her daygaming the mall. I finally took her on a day 2 a few nights ago. It went well and I k-closed her. A few nights ago she invited me to her place after the bars closed. I thought cool, she is down for some fun. I ended up just getting a makeout and she put up LMR. I don't believe in begging a girl to let me fuck her, so I left. After that, she went cold on me. She ended up sending me a text saying that we should just be friends. I asked her why and she said that I was too shady. I asked her how I should "not be shady" and she said don't worry about it. I loathe drama (especially from girls that only semi interest me) so I had no problem cutting the cord. I'm not going to get baited into a passive aggressive argument by a girl that has invested nothing in me. So I told her "Yeah we should definitely be friends then".

So kiosk chick is out of the pipeline. I have been fucking with Tinder lately too. I have only been doing it to build social circle though (for real). I gave up on online dating a long time a go because girls of "quality" in my opinion would never need to resort to online dating. I've gotten about 5 numbers off it and 2 girls showed up to the club. It's not a bad way to get more social circle with little to no actual effort.

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I used to be like this as well. Whether you know it or not, you are reacting to this situation, and I'm pretty sure you know that reacting to a girl's behavior is one of the ways how you lose a girl. To break it down a little bit, if you show you are afraid of losing her (or rather not accepting of losing her) you are reactive, and therefore WILL actually lose her at one point or another. You must at all times accept the fact (maybe not be WILLING, but ACCEPTING) that you may lose her. This then gives you immense "power" over the relationship with the girl.

If a girl gives you LMR, and then you leave, this is a reaction. You may think that you don't give a fuck because you left, but really, you did deep down. The same goes for when she sent you a text saying you should just be friends. This is also jut a test. Your response should have been "Yes, you are totally right, we should be." Here you are risking losing her completely by "being friends", but it is an answer she does not expect. She's expecting you to fight for her. "Why????" "You are too shady" Now you've lost. In a situation like that try and stay calm, even if on the inside you are not. Stay calm and truly accept that you might lose her. Sometimes even giving girls the opportunity to walk away (risking losing her completely) is an incredible move to do. She sees you're a great guy, but you are giving her the option to leave. She does not feel trapped, and now SHE might lose something.

This acceptance that yes, you might lose the girl due to any kind of circumstance, gives you immense power. It takes discipline, but once you find it, you will see that girl will gravitate more towards you, even after a situation like that.

I left out some details but basically after a few makeout attempts she said something like "let's stop this here". My phone kept getting blown up by stripper chick and VP (this was when he was tripping from smoking weed with Raymond). I told her my friend was there to pick me up anyway and bounced out.

I don't know how well I conveyed it but I truly didn't care when I made the decision to cut this chick out of the playing field. I understand what you are saying about being able walk at anytime from any girl though. The person that is more invested in a relationship will lose every time. It is one of the main reasons why you have to spin plates. If you drop one on the kitchen floor you still have 9 others on each finger.

I was a little sad to hear you took a break from the game Tr@veler! You will have to dish out advice on proper LTR game though. There's not too much info on that stuff out there imo because everyone is obsessed with cold approach.

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May 15th
1 K-close, 1 face lick?, I almost got robbed again (I'll give a highlight reel of the stats for the day/night here...stuff in bold signifies that it was with a new girl)

So tonight was interesting. I'm gonna write about it while it is still semi fresh. As you guys know, I've been trying to work social circle game more (probably because I started getting burnt out on cold approach). Most nights my first priority is to network and promote. Gaming has been secondary.

After some arguing with my business partner (VP refers to him as Raymond in his field reports) I decided to meet VP at our usual stomping ground. The clubs were popping because everyone from the university graduated tonight. Raymond was mad that I was leaving the club we were supposed to be promoting, but I wanted to game. It would be the busiest Wednesday in awhile and I already showed my face at our club.

So I met VP at our pregame spot. We only had 2 hours left, so I bought some shots and got cocktails as chasers. Shit needed to happen. Classic hardcore nightgame is more of a guilty pleasure that I only do once in awhile now. We pounded our drinks and headed out.

There were graduates everywhere. Bar 1 was too packed so we went to bar 2. When we got to bar 2, I ran into one of the chick's that I madeout with on St. Paddie's day (I'll call her Aquarius). Aquarius was smashed and ready to party. She recognized me, and hugged me. We danced for a little bit, and when I tried to leave she grabbed my hand. So I figured fuck it I guess I will try to see where this goes. I did want to game though, and I had a bad feeling about her. Last time I talked to this chick she talked to every buff dude in a mile radius...and that was when she was sober.

I towed chick along and dragged her to bar 1 with VP. Aquarius was acting like a fucking drunk white girl hurricane. She was dancing everywhere and going up to random people. Meanwhile I had her by the hand and was literally dragging her around. She would randomly grind on me and bite my shoulders. Shit was out of control. At one point on the dance floor, she reached around and grabbed my dick. Then she would go back to dancing like a lunatic. I was either going to get laid or end up in jail because of her. I never went for the makeout though...which was something I was going to regret later (I madeout with her on St. Paddies day).

Eventually we met up with VP and Splits. I said hi to Splits and the girls met each other. They seemed to take a liking to each other, like most drunk white girls do. VP said "look they like each other" as if we were out walking our dogs and they were sniffing each other. VP knew that I was running on borrowed time and my chick could self destruct at any second. We agreed to dance for a little bit and then try to bounce. We went for the bounce, and fucking Splits wouldn't budge. She said she couldn't leave her friends. Splitsssss. What the fuck! I've picked your drunk ass up multiple times so VP could bust in your mouth! This is how you repay me??? Me and VP agreed to try and pull without Splits. A bartender homie of VP was promising free drinks so we headed that direction. On the way my girl asked where VP's girl was. I said that VP loves her, but she doesn't love him. I also said that her preferred name is "Splits" because she can do the splits. Aquarius immediately blurted out that she can do the splits too. I looked over at VP and he looked at me.

We got to the pregame spot and bartender homie was deteriorating. His coworker refused to serve him more alcohol. Meanwhile my girl was grinding on me and shit in the damn restaurant. I probably looked pretty boss. I took her aside and made sure to keep her occupied. I told her I was gonna bite her since she bit me. She told me to do it and I bit her shoulder. She was getting off on that shit. I asked if she liked to be choked (all girls love that shit cuz...lol crazy sluts). She said no because her ex strangled her and that he is in prison now. Well...fuck. I played that shit off and just kept running the mouthpiece. At one point she liked my mouth like a goddamn Lickitung (If you don't know what a Lickitung is, get the fuck off my blog and get your Pokemon knowledge straight before coming back https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BdpYg-jNLEE. I waited for VP to say bye to drunk bartender homie and we bounced out. I told Aquarius (I might call her Lickitung now...yeah I'm gonna do that) that we were going to an afterparty. She said as long as she gets home she would be down. I told her that I live by where she lives (not even a lie) and that I would do it. At this point I breathed a little sigh of relief thinking that logistical worries had cooled down. If only I knew. The chick was texting her friends and said that they were by bar 2. We started walking in that direction (in hindsight I have no idea why...I think it was because VP was trying to meet a chick near there).

I had her by the hand, and was towing her behind me. All of a sudden, a random homeboy stumbled over. Apparently he knew her, and he immediately put his arm around her. He asked if she remembered him, I guess she said yes and they started talking. Initially I thought it was a passing acquaintance that would pass by. Suddenly, I realized that I wasn't holding her hand and that homeboy was walking with her with is arms around her. Fuck!!! I immediately reminded myself that I can't go against my principle of never being robbed again. VP was sweating me about it too. I grabbed her hand and hit the brakes hopping that she would stop. No luck. They kept walking and I stood there watching them as they kept walking. That shit is a horrible feeling...even with a drunk slut that I only madeout with once (when she was drunk on St. Paddies Day). I would've tried to shut homeboy down verbally but the problem was that I wasn't confident that fucking Lickitung would play along. She was unpredictable and I didn't have much leverage with her. I barely knew her...probably a little better than homeboy though.

I ended up walking beside them and staying involved in the conversation. That motherfucker was brushing me off. In hindsight, I probably had the right to clock him in the jaw. He had no idea who I was and didn't give a single fuck. I would've never done that to a dude. Alright that's a lie, but I wouldn't have been so blatant about it.

The chick eventually caught up to her "friends". Homeboy hung in there for a little bit, and I made sure he didn't go for the kiss. He ended up bouncing out and I tried to talk with the friends. One of the chicks was pretty hot...and sure enough she was a fucking bitch. She was giving me the token bullshit that you get after bars close and every girl assumes you are trying to take her home (I guess you could call it hail mary bitch shield). I didn't give a fuck about her bitchass, I was trying to pull Lickitung. Homeboy was gone, and I went for the pull again. Lickitung brushed me off though as if I suddenly stopped existing as of 5 minutes ago. The friends were blocking me out too. Lickitung started talking to the cops standing by. I backed off. That slut was DEFINITELY not worth jail time. Even her friends backed off. I told them that it was messed up that they were gonna bail on Lickitung and the friends said that they had just met her that night. Holy shit. Fuck night game.

I ran into some homies that said they had a spot nearby that I could pull too. It was a perfect plan, the only problem was Lickitung would not cooperate. I went back for the pull while she was talking to the unamused cops. I told her to come back over and she said something like "go over there". Goddamn it Lickitung. I walked back to the curb. I didn't want her to make a scene in front of the cops. I called her phone and watched her glance at it and continue to talk to the cops. Finally, one of her friends pulled her back. VP was now with the girl that he used to be in the club with. I wanted to still game because I knew my fucking window of opportunity had shut. VP wanted to get in for the hundredth time with the regular though. I was cool with it because she was gonna drive him home. He had his girl try to pull Lickitung one last time. I don't know what exactly was said, but Lickitung's friends said that she had a boyfriend. After that I was like yeah fuck this. VP's girl (girl he used to be in the club with...club girl for short) turned to me and suggested that I find a new girl. I said "nah they are all sluts" and started walking towards my car. VP was parked opposite of me so I went back to say bye and then turned back around.

I ended up walking into an after hours pizza joint to pound some water. When I walked in, some girl sitting down reached for my hand. I noticed the 21'st birthday sash, and shrugged it off a little bit. She was definitely drunk. She told me I was hot. At that point, I turned around and knew I had something. She said it was her 21st birthday and pointed to her lips. She was pretty cute. Almost on the side of the spectrum where you wouldn't expect a thirsty stunt like that. Knowing me, of course I was down. I glanced to her friends for a look of approval, and they were down for it too. So I went in and kissed her. She turned to her friend and I'm pretty sure she said "15". I was like "Wait did you just say 15? Noooo." I wiped my lips like she just gave me AIDS. The friend said "Yeah you weren't supposed to hear that." That chick had kissed 14 motherfuckers in that night before me. I wasn't sure if I was more mad because I realized our kiss wasn't special, or that she murdered my k-close record in a night. Her friend knew she had to do some damage control and told me how she is not a slut and actually a straight A student. Yeah Yeah. I'm sure. I hung around for a bit though and talked to the group while the chick sat on my lap. The friends were cool with me and the chick liked me. She liked me so much that she spilled her water on my leg. Drunk white girl. I ended up K-closing a few more times, got the number, and bounced.

Takeaways
I have to kick up the assertiveness...especially in night game. I got so close to being robbed. You could argue that I was robbed, but I don't really want to count it. The only thing that gets me off the hook was that homeboy ended up blowing out. Lickitung ended up self-destructing...just like I had feared she would.

If you are going to pull and you know you have the green light from the girl, PULL IMMEDIATELY DON'T STOP TO FOR A SINGLE THING. Every second that goes by is an invitation for chaos.

If you find yourself in a similar situation and the girl in questions is in limbo, UNDERSTAND THAT SHE CAN FLIP LIKE A PANCAKE. If she a shinier toy catches her eye, you could be done.

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Game doesn't exist.

Lol.

May 19th
6? K-closes the past weekend

As you can probably tell from the lack of posting, I've been too busy partying/gaming. I'm glad to be working full time again because I was heading towards needing an intervention. Lol. I've never been much of a 24/7 party type of frat boy, and I wasn't really liking what I was becoming. Plus, being in night clubs 4-6 days per week gets old. I remember enjoying pick up alot more and maybe even getting better results when I only went out a few nights a week.

So over the weekend I went on a bit of a binge knowing I would be starting back up the 9-5 life. I started drinking almost everytime I went out. I found myself getting caught up in another k-close competition Friday night. Me and VP walked into a few makeouts, and from there on we were trying to rack up the count. VP ended up beating me by 2. Of course he wouldn't let me live it down. He minimizes his failures and maximizes his successes. I guess we all do that to an extent, but GOTDAMN does he do it.

I'm not going to do an in depth summary of the past few days, but I'll try to pull some takeaways.

First thing that stuck out was that I was kindaaa robbed again. I use the term "rob" pretty loosely, but I guess I define it as losing a set to another guy. I ran into this cocktail waitress chick that I k-close awhile back. She ended up becoming a flake when I tried to date her, but she is still social towards me when I see her. As I was saying, I bumped into her at the country bar. She was mobbing with a few big dude friends who I believe are bartenders (and she's fucking at least one of them). She stopped to hug me though and we started talking. Mid sentence, one of the dudes comes back and pulls her with him. I don't think he even glanced in my direction, and she was gone in about 2 seconds flat. I turned to VP and my face was like "well fuck". VP's face was like "Come on bro. You can't let that shit happen". Then he said out loud "Now that's how you pull a girl" (he was referring to how I wasn't sure how to pull back Lickitung when the other dude literally walked off with her). My state wasn't that rocked. I could live with what happened, but I did take it as yet another sign of disrespect towards me from the male species.

After that, I found myself in a 3 set. She was a mutual friend of this validation whore that I knew. I feel like I probably could have gamed the validation whore (she was marginally better looking) but I couldn't do it out of principle. I would feel disgusted if I gave her one more ounce of of attention. Guru summed up this girls attitude pretty nicely. He said that "she wants the entire world to suck her dick". So I turned to the friend and started getting positive signals. I chatted her up and definitely hit the social hook point. I felt like the attraction hook point was probably hooked as well. Another dude rolled into the set (I think he was a mutual friend somewhere down the line) and started getting involved in the conversation. I remember getting an AMOG vibe from him. She ended up going to dance for a bit, and I left the set. The chick wasn't date-able in my eyes, but I wouldn't mind the makeout.

I walked around and ended up seeing her back on the patio with AMOG. I overheard AMOG talking and he was introducing her to his cousin. At this point, I knew for the most part that AMOG was not a friend to her but an acquaintance at best. I also knew that he had interest in her because he had re initiated conversation. I got that little shot of adrenaline. The threat now registered in my mind on a primal level. After the epinephrine stopped coursing in my blood, the logical brain kicked back in. The logical brain is a little bitch.

Whoa man. Those guys are a little bigger than you. What if you get your ass kicked?
She's not that hot anyway. Let's go find some other girls.
Don't rock the boat...you might cause a scene and those guys will end up not liking you.

I was stuck in place for a sec debating what to do. VP was next to me and could probably see the gears grinding in my head. I knew that I was starting to go down the downward spiral of bitch-thought...aka limiting beliefs. How would I pull myself out of the black hole that is cowardice? I recalled the feeling of being robbed. I don't like talking in RSD-speak...but I drew upon a reference experience to take action. When you don't know what to do in a situation, you try to fall back on what happened in previous situations similar to the one at hand. I was able to recall multiple experiences where people have walked all over me when I remained passive.

I said "fuck this" out loud to myself and took a straight line towards her. I was going to do what I had to do and let the chips fall where they may. I waited until she stopped talking and told her we were leaving. I went for the hug and held it. I went with the old french goodbye and got the makeout. VP wasn't satisfied with it though because I guess homeboys weren't looking (I don't know how this was possible because they were literally right there). I went back and madeout with her some more for good measure. Then I walked off feeling 100% satisfied with myself.

Takeaway
How to prevent the robbery

Ever since that night I had Lickitung physically taken from me, I have debated how to handle AMOGs. The conundrum is that you don't want to over react and come off as a chode, but you also don't want to be too passive because chicks do have the capacity to leave you for another guy. So what do you do?
An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. If you are trying to pull, exposing your chick to surrounding guys will not help your chances in anyway. If she is trying to meet friends DO WHAT IT FUCKING TAKES TO HAVE HER NOT MEET THEM. This sounds manipulative and I try to preach what VP calls "good guy game" but I'm serious. You can be a little crafty and still be a good person. Your hierarchy of needs should go You>your chick>her friends.

As far as physically deflecting the cockbock, there is a pretty good video out there that shows some examples of what you can do https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLhEAFk7CA8. To summarize it, you deflect AMOGs by being strong in controlling the frame. Having a strong frame is a key trait that will make you successful in not only game, but in life. It might be the most important fundamental that RSD preaches in my opinion. Your reality has to be stronger than everyone else's around you. This is how you get what you want in life. In a nonreactive way, simply control the fate of the situation from the very beginning. If you sense that you are about to get robbed, your goal is to subtly make it as hard as possible for anyone to take your girl. I would probably like to put a side-note on this. You shouldn't get paranoid about losing the girl you are with at any second. If you have a girl that is heavily invested in you, it is very unlikely that a regular chode can pull your girl. All of the times I have been "robbed" involved girls that I knew had little to no investment in me to begin with. You are still in this limbo stage at this point (I guess regular people would call it dating). You are playing the game whether you like it or not so you might as well play it well.

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Game doesn't exist.

A wise man once said:

We talked about love and death. She believed in premonition and that perhaps our souls had met in a past life. I told her I don't believe in that. The only thing I believe in is myself. I'm the one that met her gaze that night in the bar. I waved her over with my fingers, like I have done with sets before. I pulled her. Fate doesn't exist. I am fate.

- Enso (Soon to be Icy Zen Master).

I was surprised to read your thoughts on the 'almost robbery'. You mention that 'a fight could ensue' or 'those chodes may not like you'. These words were so poignant because I was talking about this mindset with my wing. I have never in my life seen a man attack another man because he started a conversation with a girl.

Their friend/boyfriend/lover has no FUCKING IDEA WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE! You could be anyone to that girl, her neighbor, her colleague, her hairdresser, her dog walker, her...well you see where the fuck I'm going with this.

Never and I mean ever let these thoughts enter your head.

Remember, you are fate.

P.S - Sick recovery on the sitch as well. If you were macking on in front of him with her. His periphery definitely got dose of game.

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You have gotta want it, as bad as you wanna breath...

Then you'll be successful!

Field reports:
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Haha. Yeah I'd like to think his periphery caught my mad game.
As far as never seeing a guy attack a dude over talking to his girl; I personally have witnessed it. VP got punched in the chest after he cold approached some dude's girl. That being said I don't spend too much time worrying over that stuff anymore because I know first hand that guys have the capacity to disrespect me if I let them. You can never let fear dictate what you want to do.

Also as a sidenote, I probably come off as a little bitch sometimes in my field reports but it is because I utilize FR's to correct my mistakes. The only reason I keep logs of my experiences is so that I can learn from what happened and get better. Hopefully other guys can take a look at the lessons I've learned from gaming and avoid the same pitfalls. I don't elaborate too much on my successes because I don't need any more external validation. I want to single out my weakest points so that I can strengthen them. I madeout with about 4 other chicks that night but it would've bored me talking about it.

Keep on gaming Snow. Thanks for the feedback.

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Game doesn't exist.