I'm not really sure what to say about tonight, I mean it's pretty hard to write from an objective perspective. My main goal was to go out and not drink more than three drinks an approach at least three girls. I failed the not drinking three drinks but at least some of the (more than three) girls I'm pretty sure I approached while sober. As it happens I went to a pub and simply bought a glass of water to drink while I was analysing the situation. I was just about to leave when I met a German guy called Hans. He was alone as well and we got talking so I decided to stay a little later. I managed to talk the guy into coming to another bar with me - he was cool as long as we stayed out until 5 because that was when his next flight was - and then we went and I tried a few rehearsed lines and shit I'd learned from pick-up on the ladies. I tried to maintain decent eye contact and body language that displays confidence though so it wasn't just rehearsed robotic game if you get me. Anyway the whole time, it felt like this guy Hans that I was with was trying to subtly diss me as he was getting into crowds. I just got more and more annoyed but tried to keep my cool and not let my ego get in the way. I just pretended like I didn't notice the fact this guy I had just met was trying to make out like I was an imbecile in front of the crowds he was breaking into.

So after a while, he kept insisting that we buy each other rounds so I was getting more drunk than I initially had intended to. Eventually I decided that the girls in this bar just weren't into me for whatever reason so I said to him, OK, let's go some other place. He agreed but in the other place I got ID'd and I didn't have it so I agreed to meet him in 30 minutes with my ID. I met him but they still wouldn't let me in because I was too drunk and in a few other places they wouldn't let him either for the same reason.

So finally we managed to get into somewhere (or rather I managed to blag our way in despite being at this level of intoxication) and he seemed to appreciate the fact I managed to have the social savvy to do this. However as soon as he broke into a crowd and I joined him (after getting the next round) he continued to do his old act of "this guy is weird - he's not with me". I was just so pissed but I gave him a second and third chance regardless, and eventually left, having gotten much drunker than I had initially intended and much more pissed off. I'm not at all guilty that I left the guy by himself, maybe he will survive the night before he gets on his next plane, maybe not, but I really don't give a shit. He gave me his email but there is no way in hell I'm contacting him now, I'm just too pissed off and pissed off with myself for letting him get away with that shit.

BUT on the bright side I achieved my goal of approaching xyz number of girls tonight even if I needed the comfort crutch of an unwilling German dickhead stranger wingman, who I originally liked but grew to abhor.