It's time for me to start keeping a regular journal again.

I'm recently out of a serious, two-year relationship and I'm ready to get back out there.

Prior to that relationship, I was basically unstoppable.

It took a bit of time, but I reached the point where I didn't know a single guy who was pulling hotter girls more consistently than I was at that time. The last few months of that period were insane. The caliber of girl I was getting was just jaw-dropping. If you read along at that time, you'll remember that I "retired" on top - banging a Playboy Playmate right before hanging it up for the relationship.

I have some unique and different views on game - since I'm mostly "self-taught" or learned from a couple of "naturals" a lot of what I do is really opposite of what you see on sites like this. I think it's better, more fun, and healthier (mentally/emotionally). You can judge for yourself if you choose to follow on this adventure.

Right now, I'm a bit rusty. The biggest thing is I am completely out of the habit of approaching. I don't have the "approach awareness" that comes from repetition and I have the type of basic/normal anxiety you'd expect anyone to have after not doing this for 2+ years. I'm also not quite as persistent and ballsy as I used to be.

That said, even with the cobwebs, I've had a little bit of success in the short period of time I've been putting skin back in the game. I plan to write up each of these three interactions, as I think I'd benefit from detailing them and thinking about them a little bit (and anyone who's reading too).

--A month or two ago, just as I was starting to want to meet new girls again, I was at my boy's bachelor party and fucked a smoking hot chick in the bathroom at the bar within 45 minutes of meeting. Textbook escalation and dirty talk made it happen.

--Another night out, a couple weeks later, I was with a couple of friends at a pretty hopping bar near my apartment. They bounced and I ended up banging a super-fit black girl in less than 2 hours (crazy story).

--Finally, last week I was in Vegas and had another smoking Asian (well, half-Asian) on the hook. She was GREEN, we were making out hard (in Marquee, if you know Vegas at all)... but I blew it. This will probably be the most educational of these three to write up because I definitely screwed up the close, which is my bread and butter!

So I've had some fun already, and plan to have a hell of a lot more!

From a strict game standpoint, the immediate goal is to just increase the number of girls I talk to each week and get back to those unstoppable levels I had before I met my ex.

A longer term goal is to develop a nice little rotation of babes and really explore sexually with them while learning to manage non-committed, non-serious relationships better.

And a more social goal (although one that will give me a better supply of girls) is to really expand my lifestyle/social circle connections in big ways. I'll be moving in about 9 months, so that's not too pressing right now, but over the long-haul, it's one of the major things I'll be focusing on.

It's just awesome to have great, driven, high-value friends. And when it comes to girls, cold approach is great - it gives you opportunity no matter what, and it's the best way to build your skills - but for getting the hottest, most quality girls, I believe it isn't the best way to go. Having them built in to your life is!

But... girls is just a small piece of the puzzle of life, so on top of everything I've just mentioned... and even more importantly... I'm on the brink of achieving some other major life goals and milestones.

These are things I've been working toward for the last few years - and I've always found that simply putting my thoughts down in writing every day has been one of the best ways to make progress in life. So I want to journal again for that reason too. I also am, just within the last few weeks, developing a clear, cohesive vision - and path - for where I want my life to be in the next 5 -6 years.

I've never been able to really plan ahead by more than several months or a year. Mostly because I didn't know what I'd want that far out. Girls, profession, lifestyle, etc... I just had no clue beyond just improving in the short-term. But now, for the first time in my life, I think I'm fairly confident that I can project where I want to be and what I want to be doing. It's exciting.

If you read my old journal, you will know that one thing is a constant, whether we're talking short-term or long-term:

Most of my motivation in life revolves around having the time and location freedom to spend as much time as possible in the ocean. It's my one true love and in some way, everything I do can be traced back to simply wanting to be surfing, diving, paddling, etc... as much as possible, and all over the world. If I have my family, my friends, and the ocean, it's pure bliss. Simple, yes... yet for me, it's everything.

So... this is gonna be a fun ride. I'm ready to take my life to some crazy levels of success. Ten feet tall and bulletproof baby!

Feel free to read along, post comments, lob insults, ask questions... whatever

Ideally, I will be updating every day, even if nothing eventful happened (in which case I might just post thoughts and perspectives). Anyways, that means we have a few days to recap...

Friday 06/26/2015

Friday during the day was uneventful. I'd like to cover my full daily life in more detail, but we're making up for a few days here, so let's just skip ahead for now, shall we? I'll be better in the future.

So onto Friday night.

Two of my boys and I went to see a fairly prominent DJ play at a large "warehouse club" in our city.

For a bit of background, I love EDM.

I like the music, I like the attitude of people at rave events like this, I like the lights, the sounds, the energy. I also LOVE the girls. They are usually chill, hot, and sexually open. AND, many of them are Asian, which is a great bonus.

A lot of my favorite girls from the past were into the EDM scene. That's actually how I got into in (thanks to a smoking hot Persian girl I used to hook up with ) I've been getting even more involved in it lately now that I have more time and money on my hands.

That said, I've never been to this club. But immediately upon entering I can tell I'm going to have a blast.

I'm going to skip all the details. I talked and danced with a bunch of girls. Some hooked, most didn't. That's the way it goes with these things. You generally take a back seat to the friends, the music, the environmental stimulation, and of course, the drugs.

I could analyze all the girls that didn't hook. But mostly that just boils down to they were having fun with those other things and there was nothing I could do about it. I know Mr. PUA GURU tells you NOTHING BEATS GAME and that a tight player will get panties dropping no matter what, but he's an idiot. Some girls are just enjoying their life and couldn't care less about you, or any other guy for that matter. It's not you. That's just the way it goes. I don't stress about it.

Anyway, there was really one interaction I want to cover because I did a lot of things right. I actually ended up kissing this girl in less than two minutes. And a lot of guys would look at it, see that happen, and be like "Damn, that was awesome!"

And yeah, it was fun. Don't get me wrong. But it could have been wayyyyy more fun because I didn't play it correctly.

Here's how it went down:

I was at the bar. Had left my two buddies momentarily. I think I just bought a $5 water. Highway robbery. Anyway, there's about 5ft of space between the bar and the dancing crowd so there's a little bit of space for people to walk by. I have my back to the bar, casually posted up watching the people dance.

That's when I see this girl walking towards me from the left. HOLY SHIT. Mega hottie. She has on those furry EDM boots, see-through leggings, a thong, bra. Basically the standard EDM outfit. Perfect ass, perfect stomach, nice perky B-cups. Great skin. And her face. WOW. Just stunningly hot. Plus she has black frame glasses, a nose ring, a lip ring. And she has that haircut with the side buzzed away. It's also dyed dark red. She's Persian so the buzzed away part is black.

So. Fucking. Sexy.

I love bad bitches like this. So the moment I see her, I am in. I don't hesitate. The hotter the girl, the more likely I am to approach.

So right as she's getting near me, I step out, so that our bodies are kind of half overlapping, like a Venn diagram. I stop, reach across her body, put my hand on her hip (always be touching!), and gently, but firmly stop her.

Meanwhile, I'm already pressed up close. My mouth is to her ear and I say "I think I just fell in love with you." This is stalwart. I'm not weak or timid at all when I say this. Rock solid.

She stops. Fully hooked. Smiling ten miles wide and looking me right in the eye. Giving me her full body language.

I'll stop for a second and give a quick sidenote: I'm not tall. 5ft 9in. This is probably my biggest disadvantage in terms of attracting girls. But I can't change it so fuck it. What I've learned over the years is that it can be an advantage because it allows me to do this move, where I am mouth-to-ear on a girl very fast. I don't have to bend over, which is awkward and scares the girl.

I don't remember what she says right here. It's irrelevant because her body language is open to me and she's already completely complying to my touch. I rotate her, so now we are back against the bar, facing one another.

I ask her name. Tell her mine. Then I can't really think of anything more to say, so I just look her in the eyes for a second. She smiles, looks down. I'm still lost for what to say so I just continue telling her how hot she is...

"God. You're fucking gorgeous. And you know it too. Don't you?" She smiles and giggles some more. Denies it.

As an aside, now that I'm writing this out, I could have complimented her on the revealing clothes she was wearing, used that to tell her I thought her body was sexy, and also laid a frame that I appreciate that she is sexy and willing to show it off.

Anyway, I didn't do that. But nonetheless, I'm in a good place. I like where where this has gone, so quickly... so I immediately start asking logistical questions. What's your name? Where are you from? Who are you here with? What're you doing later?

This is important. This girl is a clear GREEN LIGHT. She likes me. I like her. So now, the best thing for me to do is communicate that I want to fuck her. My hands being all over her is one way of doing that. But so is asking questions like these.

So in that way, they serve a dual purpose. Yes, they give me the logistical information. But they also very subtly tell her I'm looking for a way for us to get dirty. Girls aren't dumb. They catch on to little nuances like this. And if they like you, you subcommunicating to them that you want them sexually is a very, very good thing!

Unfortunately, her responses to all these questions boiled down to: "I'm in town just from this show. Visiting from 4 hours away. Staying in a hotel far from this club. Here with a bunch of friends who are all the way on the other side of the stage right now."

So basically, as she's answering these questions, she was in a bit of the "I have to get back to my friends" mindset and it became clear to me the logistics to pull her were going to be pretty poor, and that there was little potential in taking a phone number for a date at a later time.

BUT... she was still pressed up on me, looking me deep in the eyes, and staying despite this little hiccup. That's compliance and it means all that verbal/rational "I have to get back to my friends" crap can be overridden.

I'm rusty though. So I just say "I'm not letting you get out of here without kissing you first." So we kiss. A real nice, delicious kiss, but then POOF, she's gone.

So yeah, that was OK, but here's how it could have been improved:

Simply have gone with her
I could have just been like, "Hey, I'll come with you."

But better yet, I should have persist through her initial "I have to find my friends"
As I mentioned, she was torn about this. Saying that, but not really believing it. She was into me and having an internal debate.

Placed back in that scenario, I would have verbally complied "Yes, you really should. Nothing good can come out of you spending one more second with me."

BUT simultaneously, I would have maneuvered her so her back was against the bar and pushed my weight up against her. One hand would go up to the base of her hair, lightly pulling it. The other would be on her hips, pulling her towards me and my mouth would be saying those words either directly into her ear, or looking her right in the eye with faces close.

From there, I am willing to bet a month's income she would have been mine. We could have bounced to her friends which would have further solidified me (changing location and meeting friends).

As a fall back plan, taken her number and hit her up as the show was ending
So even if she still decided she had to bounce after that, and didn't want me to come with her, I could have taken her number and sent her a very obvious text "Hey sexy" right as the show was letting out. Would have given me a shot.

So yeah, it was fun to makeout with a turbo babe, but it would have been more fun if she sat on my face I'm rusty, but at least I'm seeing the flaws that can be fixed.

Saturday 06/27/2015

Again, I'd like to talk about more things, but we're behind so let's just talk about one interaction.

It's Saturday night and I'm at a bar with my buddy. I've probably approached four girls or so. None really took off. One seemed like she was into me, but indicated her boyfriend was nearby. He smiled. I gave him the A-OK sign. She was like "But you seem really cool." She was cool about it too. So she would have been a good prospect if single, but that's just the way it goes.

Anyway, we are about to leave. My buddy is at the bar ordering one last drink. Nearby I see a stunning Asian girl sitting in a bar stool. She has probably 4-5 friends around her, but they aren't heavily engaged with her so I just come up alongside and say "Having fun?"

She hooks, but it's kind of soft. I push on for another minute or so and she opens up. Very soon, because she is in the high stool and wearing her skirt, I have my hands on her thighs, touching her as we talk. She likes it. Full compliance. We talk more. All her friends disappear.

I tell her she has great hair. She tells me I also have great hair. I tell her she's cute. She asks why I came up to her. I said because she's beautiful and sometimes when you want something in life, you just have to take a chance. She likes that. That's another powerful thing to subcommunicate to a girl. It also has a slight sexual undertone and indicates that you probably are pretty comfortable with sex.

I gather some logistical information. Pretty crap as she lives kind of far away and came into town with all her friends. So I shift from thinking about the SNL to thinking about setting up a date. I ask her if she comes out this way often. She says every weekend. I use that as an excuse to get her number. She eagerly punches it into my phone.

By this point, her friends have disappeared. Since she has come from far away with them, this alerts her a little bit. She starts to go into the "I have to find my friends" mode. Fuck, friends are really killing me this weekend. I manage to disarm her worries for a few more minutes. Keep her distracted for some time. Show her a few pictures from my trip to the Caribbean earlier in the month. She seems excited. We talk more. Some personality and connection subjects. Interests, passions, etc.... Still touching all the time.

But eventually, I lose out to the impending search for her friends. Girls take this shit seriously. So she rushes off. We've texted a bit since, so I suppose we'll see what happens.

That's about it. Nothing of note from Sunday (yesterday) or today.

Tuesday 06/30/2015

Pretty basic day.

I was in my primary client's office for most of the day. I just finished up a groundbreaking project. It went way better than anyone expected, myself included. I should get a nice five-figure payday out of it, but the real win is that it raises my value in the marketplace and gives me some good firepower for negotiating higher rates. This is a real triumph.

Spent most of the day wrapping up some of the pieces there. There are a handful of cute girls in the office, but I tread lightly with that. I've been having more frequent and deeper conversations with one of the girls there, today included. I think she knows I'm interested in her, solely on the amount of deep eye contact I give her. She seems interested back, so I may slowly start stepping this up. We'll see.

After that I hit the gym. There are also a handful of sexy girls at my gym too. Maybe it's a bit of a limiting belief but the gym is one of the few places where I've never been too fond of approaching girls. I've done it and a girl who's probably in the top 3 hottest I've ever been with worked at a gym I used to go to... but it's just not really my thing. I can try to experiment a little to change that, I suppose.

Came home and just relaxed and got some things done. There are a lot of cool little parts or my day, little routines or things that I do that deserve to be described and they will be soon.

I also set aside some time over lunch to text a bunch of the girls in my phone pipeline. Looks like I've set up a date for Thursday and another loosely planned for sometime over the three-day weekend. I have about a dozen phone numbers that I think I have some sort of shot with right now, so we'll see how they pan out.

They range from super easy, responsive, and willing to hang out to partially responsive and willing to hang out, but not easy to nail down. Any girl that is almost or completely non-responsive at all is not included in this list of prospects. I quickly forget about girls who don't respond to my messages. They aren't interested, so it's better to just move on and not worry about "sick phone game" that will convert them. Makes life much less worrisome when you next flakey, rude bitches.

I have a lot of thoughts on phone game and taking phone numbers.

I think they can be summarized as: You are almost always better off trying to some sort of insta-date, hangout, or ideally, same day/night bang. Sure, you can't do that in all situations (like if you're on the Subway headed to work), but you should always push every interaction to it's reasonable limit and only take a phone number if you absolutely cannot extend the interaction.

Monday 07/06/2015

I've been slacking on posting daily. Gotta build the habit.

That's why I'm writing this post. Even though today was a pretty run-of-the-mill day and I went from home to office to gym to home and therefore didn't see many girls, I still want to post. Just to build the habit.

On a different note, I met with my work mentor today. We've got big plans rolling out over the next six months. Should double my income next year... and then possibly double it again the year after that... and then set me up to be more-or-less semi-retired from that point forward (I already make a healthy six-figures btw, so you can do some estimates how doubling and then doubling again will be a pretty decent chunk of change).

I'm 30 right now, so that means by age 33 I'd be basically financially free, working on a very part-time basis only on things that I really want to work on. I figure at that point, I should be able to make about $200k annually working about 10-15 hours a week for 6 - 8 months of the year, with the rest of the time completely off.

That means from my early 30s onward, I'll be mostly just surfing, diving, fucking, traveling, hanging with family/friends, and just otherwise enjoying my life. Those are all things I do a lot of now. I'll just have more time and even more money to enjoy them.

And the intervening three years leading up to that are not going to be bad at all. Probably just more of what I'm doing now - which is usually about 30 - 35 hours per week of work, on my own schedule, and after this year, from wherever I want in the world.

This isn't pie-in-the-sky thinking either. This is the value of having a mentor and a partner who is better than you. Their track record of success becomes your track record of success. They will bring you into the fold if it helps them.

I can't say it more strongly, find someone who is at the top of whatever it is you want to do, find some way to bring value to them (I, for example, am providing my mentor with a monetizable skill. He will make more money with me than he would without me... and we get along as friends, so it's really a win-win for him to bring me on as a partner), and then stay loyal to them and work hard to make them proud of "grooming" you.

Maybe you can get this person for free. Maybe you'll have to pay them. Maybe you'll find them by chance. Or maybe you'll have to network your ass off. Whatever it takes, do it.

And then, just to show you that I don't rest on my laurels... I then spent another hour on the phone, from 9pm - 10pm, with another industry contact I have, doing some recon on a few clients I may try to take on as a side project. Landing just one of these clients would add anywhere from $25k to $50k to my annual income, and would only add about 8-10 hours PER MONTH to my workload. They are very, very lucrative deals with minimal work. I just started one recently, and will potentially have room to add one more in the next few months.

Making moves!

Hoping to work a bit of a shortened day tomorrow, so maybe some opportunities to hit on some babes will present themselves

Tuesday 07/07/2015

Today was a good day. Slept in a little bit, finished working a little early, got in a SUP session, and chilled. A great example of the kind of career freedom I mentioned a little bit yesterday (which I want to touch on a bit more below).

Let's break things down.

Woke up around 7:45am. I usually get up at 7:00am so I can get my day going relatively early, but I didn't sleep well at all on Sunday night so I opted for an extra 45 minutes of shuteye. I have no one telling me when and where I have to be for work, so I'll sleep in if I need to. Sleep is so important, and so very underrated. Get a lot of it! Period.

By the time I rolled into my client's office it was about 9:20am. I worked until about 3:45pm. I think I mentioned a girl there who I've been vibing with a bit lately. It occurred to me that I need to start questioning her on what she does out of the office. Hobbies, activities, interests, plans, etc... Anything to start to take us (even if just conversationally, at first) out of the office, and also that I just need to start initiating more conversations with her.

[On a side note: I think I should be initiating more conversations with more people in general. At the office there. Out and about in my daily life. Just whenever and wherever, always be talking to people. And not just hot girls, either. Everyone. Girl, guy, good looking or not, young, old, etc... I just think this is an incredibly valuable habit. I used to to it ALL THE TIME, and I made a lot of cool contacts.]

I also told the guy who manages my contract (aka my "boss") that I want him to review my fees at this month's budget board. He was all on board and is taking it to his boss.

I've done good work lately, and made them a lot of money with a big breakthrough project, so I've earned it. I'm not just asking for it out of nowhere.

That said, I'm not going to haggle over it (I already make good money for one). I'll just take whatever bump they decide to give me. The real chips will be laid down early next year when the plans I mentioned yesterday get rolled out. I'll have a lot more leverage by then and a few more big wins to add to my negotiations.

In any case, over the next several months it looks like I may be making a bit more, while being able to pull my hours back slightly. That's a huge win.

So, anyway, I wrapped up around 3:45pm and drove down to the river for a paddle. It was a fun one today. There was a rising tide, wind, and current, so it was a pretty good workout. I try to get active almost every day. Probably works out to about 6 days a week usually. One of the keys to life. I lift about 3 times a week and use the rest of the days to do fun shit like SUP. Once I get back to the ocean, there's surfing and diving and spearfishing too. All great ways to get outside and get fit while having a blast. I need to be a bit more social about it though. Invite friends and girls along for the action.

Anyway, coming in and walking back to the car I had a few opportunities with some girls...

The first one I blew! It was a layup too! Sexy little brunette just getting ready to hit the water as I was coming in. Could have said literally anything to her. "Going upriver or downriver to start?" would have sufficed pretty well.

A minute later, a mom and sexy, sexy daughter (maybe 20 years old?) are headed out too.

I casually start chatting up the mom, but daughter doesn't take any interest in the convo. Only move there would have been to directly ask the mom about the girl. Done in the right way... a respectful, authentic but strong way... that could have at least moved things a little further along. That's one of the keys to consistently winning this game in my opinion... just doing the little things that create progress in the interaction, no matter how small or trivial. And often, especially early in an interaction, that means you have to just be pretty direct about your intentions, even to a girl's mom!

Then immediately after that another really sexy girl was coming down to the water. I had a split second I could have stopped her - same as before, with literally anything - but I didn't jump on it. My reactions are slow right now. Gotta be on point in the day time, the opportunities are very fleeting.

Then walking back to my SUV I had another few opportunities that I blew. They were not easy though. One girl moving fast away from me... another coming head on... a group of three girls seated and talking... another group of two girls and a guy doing photography... URGH.

Quick side note here: these were only girls I was very interested in. There were other girls out and about, but that didn't meet my standards. I'm not going to waste my time stopping to chat with them. My standards are sky-high. I have no use for girls who aren't top tier. Quality trumps quantity. I think it's a great policy... one of self-respect and entitlement. And actually, I looked at the dozen or so phone numbers I mentioned the other day and nixed a few of them over the weekend because I didn't feel they were up to par. In my old journal I used to refer to this as DPO game, Dime Pieces Only. And that's how it's gonna be. Only the hottest girls for Daniel Balboa! Oh yeah!

After that I went home... made myself a giant salad with tons of veggies, grass-fed lamb and avocado... and watched some Shark Week

So all in all, a pretty great, relaxing day.

But... I do need to work on the day time approaching a bit. Not back into the habit of that at all. I used to be so much better, so consistent.

I seem to be back into the comfort zone of approaching at night, but the daytime habit lags behind. Mostly because of opportunity. All I needed was a couple nights out of being diligent about it to really kick start the progress in bars and clubs. But in the daytime, my opportunities and days like this aren't so frequent, so it's just taking longer to get back into that habit.

I'm sure a weekend in NYC of doing nothing but spending the days out and about in the city would fix that up quickly. Maybe I'll plan something...

I previously wrote on some of the myths of daygame and I think that's one not a lot of people recognize. Most of the "Daygame Gurus" live in big, metro cities like NYC and London. They have endless opportunities every day. So it's easier to build the skill (assuming the guys in question are even legit, which is another matter entirely haha!).

If you don't live in a big city, don't beat yourself if you aren't a daygame killer. It could take a much longer time to get proficiency in a less populated city... or if your lifestyle doesn't allow you to get out much during the day.

So, I was planning on talking a little bit more about my views on career and money since I've made a couple of references to that the last couple of days, but this is already getting a bit long, so I'll touch on my (perhaps unconventional) views on how hard you should work, how much money you should aim for, and how the two relate.

Until then.. mack hard.

Wednesday 07/08/2015

Not a whole lot to report on today. Worked, went to the gym, and came home. I was (and am right now) beat after my workout. I'm tired and ready for bed.

Anyway, just a couple of notes before calling it in for the day.

First, I had an interesting interaction with another of the hot girls I work alongside. This girl and I have not interacted much, but she's friendly and always says hi and smiles when I see her. She's a babe, for sure. Well, today I was chatting with another guy who works there while getting coffee and she was there as well.

I guess she was just listening to us because as we were talking, she interrupted and joined the conversation. Interestingly, the other guy kind of just faded to listening and then it was just her and me talking. We were just fluff talking (about coffee actually, which I'm a big fan of, so I can talk about it A LOT).

But even if we were just fluff talking, there was much more being subcommunicated. Deep eye contact from her, full on facing me with her body language, friendly but perhaps slightly submissive voice tone. She was giving me all of this. I, in turn, was returning the eye contact and body language, and speaking very relaxed.

Then... she started talking and for a split second I found myself staring at her lips. And I know she picked up on it. Of course, she just kept on talking. Maybe she only noticed it subconsciously. But whatever happened, you could feel a little bit of a sexual vibe lay itself down under everything we were doing, instantly.

The convo ended shortly after that, but I'm curious to see if this little unspoken bit of tension continues.

Staring at a girls lips is one of my all-time favorite moves. I can promise you that nearly 100% of the time, a girl will notice if you do this. And if you are cool, calm, and confident in the fact that you are showing genuine sexual interest in this... in other words if you OWN IT... she will sense that. And if she's attracted to you, it will ignite the sexual tension between the two of you.

It's great for situations like this, where you have to be subdued. But it's also great when you are in a situation where you can escalate - and is a great way to kick off the really heavy escalation. I've lost count of the number of times where I've actually verbalized it. "I'm sorry, but I just can't stop staring at your lips."

I think it's such a raw display of your sexual comfort and desire. I personally know that when I'm subconsciously doing it, as I did today, it's a good sign that I'm feeling dominant and confident and proud.

Second thing is kind of minor but noticed a new girl at the gym today eyeballing me. I've seen her before but she had a hat on and I couldn't really see her face. But today, no hat and she was much hotter than I previously thought. Maybe something there.

That's it. I'm tired so off to bed.

OK - let's recap the last few days.

Thursday I went to NY to visit my grandpa. Friday we went out on my uncle's boat and Saturday I went to the beach with my dad. It was awesome. A good couple days spent with my family and the sea. That's what it's all about for me.

The older I get, the more I appreciate simple times like this. Forming quality memories with the people I care about. I think part of this is that way I evaluate my own worth as a man is changing slightly as I get older. I'm beginning to see that one of the best "accomplishments" you can achieve is being genuinely, authentically, and deeply connected to the other people in this world... without an agenda and without some sort of motive other than just a mutually enjoyable bond. To me, as I (supposedly) get more mature, that is more important than banging perfect tens on command, making millions, attaining location independence, or any of the rest of it.

Because all those other things seem pretty useless to me if you don't have meaningful relationships in your life as well.

Recently I've found myself being much more conscientious about how I think and feel around others, and trying to redefine my measures of success in life to be more "people-based" in this way. So far so good.

Anyway... let's talk about macking hotties.

So Thursday through Saturday evening there wasn't much of that. Although my family and I went out to eat on Friday and our waitress was a certified dime piece. And there was all sorts of tension between the two of us. It was awesome. She was getting visibly giggly, staring at the ground and smiling that coy, shy smile girls do when they are turned on and under tension.

It was all because of strong eye contact, looking at her lips, and just holding great subcommunications that basically screamed "I'M DANIEL. I THINK YOU'RE A FUCKING HOTTIE. I KNOW YOU THINK THE SAME THING ABOUT ME AND I HAVE NO SHAME IN THE FACT THAT I WOULD ACT ON THOSE MUTUAL FEELINGS TO CHANGE YOUR LIFE PRONTO."

I love the way that girls can pick up on dominant, sexual vibes like that without having to say a thing. I also love the way being so shamelessly sexual and dominant makes me feel. This is the way a man is supposed to feel. Like he deserves all the hot women everywhere, and that he could have them if he wanted.

That's how we should be living our lives gentlemen... every damn day!

Onward...

So that was it for Thursday and Friday with the family.

Then Saturday night I went into NYC to hang with two of my great friends who recently moved there. NYC is the best city in America for gaming chicks. Hands down. So many hotties... They're literally everywhere! It's overload!

We hit up a pretty nice lounge. We got there pretty early. In good spirits after a good dinner, a couple drinks, and making some absurd street approaches on our way to the club.

First girl of the night... some blond. My boy is talking to her friend so I just start chatting her up. She's slightly above average but talking to her is a nice way to get the old jaw moving. It's early, so this is also a good way to be involved in convo while new girls show up.

Eventually I get bored of her. She talks about useless crap. She's slightly abrasive in character. And I'm not attracted to her. So I just turn around and walk away, mid-conversation. CYA!

Some minutes later I find myself in a conversation with a cuter Australian tourist. Again, one of my buddy's was chatting with her friend, so I just started talking to her. She's on a several months trip around the country. So I ask her what she thinks of American guys.

I don't remember her exact reply, but it was something that hinted to me that she wasn't talking about personalities, but was talking about her views of American guys sexually. I ask her if she's had sex with American guys on this two month vacation of hers.

She says yes. I'm non-judgemental. I tell her that's cool. That's how it's supposed to be while traveling. She's young and should be having fun. Basically, I'm just laying down the frame that I don't care and I think sex is AWESOME.

She says one of them was awful. I ask why. She won't reply. So I change directions. I ask her what she would have had him do, if she could have had any of her wildest fantasies fulfilled.

My voice, eyes, body language, everything are solid during this whole thing. They communicate comfort, sexuality, control. So of course, she balks. Giggles. Looks down at the floor. Gets shy.

Classic response to too much tension. She is uncomfortable verbalizing her own fantasies so early but she now knows I'm a sexual threat, so it's a win for me. She then asks me. What's my wildest fantasy.

I pause for a moment. Contemplate what I want to say to this girl. Then I lean in, grab her by the back of her neck and whisper in her ear "I want to fuck you in the bathroom."

BOOM! More tension response. But she's clearly digging it. I tell her it'll be wild, invigorating, slightly dangerous, and above all hot.

She's loving this. Meanwhile, all her friends, who were nearby, come by and tell her they are going to the dance floor. She says she'll meet them there later. She won't stop staring into my eyes now. It's like she's transfixed.

After a minute or two of more fluff talk I tell her I know why she stuck around when the friends left. I lean in. Kiss her very aggressively. Tell her the bathroom is this way and to follow me.

She complies. She's all mine at this point. Willing to do just about anything I say. So I pull her to the bathroom...

BUT THERE'S SOME ASSHOLE TAKING A SHIT IN THE STALL.

That kind of kills the mood. For me, especially.

I've also, in the midst of all this, gotten another girl on the hook.

A dark-skinned, smiley, bubbly Asian who came up to me while I was talking to the Aussie and ran her hands through my hair and told me I had great hair. At that time, I was about to nail the Aussie in the bathroom, so I just chatted with the Asian girl for about 30 seconds and turned back to the Aussie.

But this Asian girl was GORGEOUS. Exactly the kind of girl I look for.

So I instantly formulated this plan in my head: fuck the Aussie in the bathroom and then go find the Asian. But now that the bathroom momentum has sort of been killed by this guy taking a dump, I decide I'm just going to move on from the Aussie and go find the Asian. It would have taken too long to work back up to the peak needed for a girl to fuck in a public bathroom and I didn't want to look this smoking Asian.

So I tell the Aussie it's been fun and that I'm gonna go find my friends. Instead I find the Asian.

She's immediately receptive but it's late, and I need to get some sleep, so we'll pick this fun tale back up tomorrow.

"BUT THERE'S SOME ASSHOLE TAKING A SHIT IN THE STALL." - lost my shit here. hilarious

Glad you're starting a journal man, you're one of the few guys on here who's given me solid advice on my journal and helped me progress, and am learning a lot from yours. Keep writing, and thanks!

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Haha yeah, that guy literally took a dump all over my chances of fucking that girl!

Thanks for the kind words, and the encouragement. I used to be the voice of reason around here a few years ago. Hopefully, I've still got some gold nuggets to drop here and there.

Let's pick this up right where we left off...

So I stop the Asian girl (from this point forward Smiles because she smiled a lot). She's beaming. Stops momentarily. We fluff talk. She talks about my hair. I talk about her smile. We exchange names and then she motions to her friend and says, we're going to the dance floor, come with us.

So I grab my buddy who is nearby and we go to the dance floor.

Immediately, full-on body contact.

We dance for a while. Maybe 30 minutes or so. By the end of that period, she has no issue putting my hands on her tits while we dance. She is also wearing a short skirt and I spend a lot of time with my hands up, grabbing her bare ass. When she's turned away from me, I lean in and bite her traps, lick her neck, nibble on her ear.

She loves every minute of it.

She asks me why I'm still with her. This is a great sign. Girls will do this when they are into you. It means they want validation from you. And sure, a girl seeking validation can be a bad thing. Especially if she's trying to get you to act all thirsty around her so she can parade you around like some spineless orbiting floormat for all her friends and Instagram followers and shit like that.

But if you're playing Dirtbag game and if she's letting you put your hands all over her bare ass... and then seeking validation, well, you can forget all that shit the idiots say about validation. The rules that apply to loser PUAs and beta cowards no longer apply to you. In this situation, it means she thinks you're high-value and wants your approval.

So I say something along the lines of "Your enthusiasm... your smile... your energy... plus... [leaning in to ear]... I think you're so damn sexy I can hardly control myself."

I throw in a few more lines like this. "I can't stop touching you." "Why am I so attracted to you?" Stupid shit like that. I don't think about it. I just say it because it's true and it's how I feel because I'm a Dirtbag who loves slaying box.

However... I will note this. At some point during all this heavy dancing, I attempted to kiss her. Didn't say shit. Just grabbed her by the back of her head and went for it. She denied me. I just continued on dancing and escalating as I had been. It didn't matter one bit.

After a while I know we need to move these chicks somewhere else. Dancing is great for establishing initial contact, but it really works against you when you need to escalate either sexually, logistically, or emotionally.

So we head to the upstairs bar. It's a little less crowded. There's an open couch. We sit down. She sits on my lap. Talk for a while. Some deep stuff (she was adopted from Cambodia during Pol Pot's regime at the age of 6 - that's heavy) and some not-so-deep stuff (she's 20 and there in the bar on a fake ID). We kiss. She literally tastes like fruit. I tell her she's delicious. Kiss her more.

At this time I get the logistics and they aren't great. They are in from Long Island. But they have a friend's apartment they can stay at, so they don't have to go home. I don't think it's too much of an issue as my buddy seems to be getting on with the friend pretty well, so I'll figure we'll just pull them back to his apartment soon.

Somehow, against my wishes, we end up back on the dance floor. If I could go back in time, I would have worked better with my buddy to just pull these chicks at this point. But I wasn't thinking ahead like that, plus we had our one other friend with us and he was trying to find a girl too. He's a grown man and can handle himself, so that's a dumb thought process. Lesson learned.

On the way down the stairs to the dance floor I see the #1 hottest girl in the bar. The girl I'm with is #2, but I had seen this other girl about an hour prior and my jaw dropped. My girl is a bit in front of me so I just grab this #1 hottie and tell her she's gorgeous. She melts. We make eye contact. It lingers for a second.

But I'm not an idiot... I just walk away, go back to Smiles.

This is where things get unclear for me. Something my buddy did really set the friend off because in an instant we go from dancing and making out on the dance floor to the friend dragging my girl off being like "We have to go. We're leaving." Smiles is looking at me, sad, torn about what to do.

I stop the friend. I tell her she needs to slow down for a second. I grab smiles and put her into mini-isolation. Ask her what's up. She says she doesn't know. She wants to stay, but has to go with her friend. We exchange numbers and she leaves. We've been texting ever since but since she lives in NYC and I don't... well, who knows what will come of that.

Motion wins in this game though... so within two minutes of her leaving I'm back upstairs, trying to find that #1 hottie.

I find her. She's dancing on a couch. Surrounded by friends.

Fuck it. I go in. Move right passed her friends. Step on the couch. Tell her something direct. I don't remember what it was. Probably something along the lines of "Seriously, I think you're the most beautiful girl in this whole club" while touching her waist.

She opens right up. We talk for a while. Her friend is mock-screening me. "Are you a good guy? She's a great girl. She deserves the best." Stuff like that, but all in a playful fun way. But this one goes no where. She's on vacation from London and basically says this after a while "Daniel... you're so handsome but I just got left by my boyfriend of 5 years and I just can't see myself getting physical with anyone right now."

So... listen fellas. Sometimes a line like this is bullshit. A cop out. A RED girl letting you down easy. But you have to learn how to read these things. This girl was drawn to me from the second I talked to her. She spent 3 minutes sitting on a couch with me, staring me in the eyes, letting me caress her legs, and talking when she could have been dancing with her friends who she was on vacation with. So, I assume it's the truth.

And sure, I could have probably pushed harder here. And I'm pretty good at this whole escalation thing, to the point where I can often make a girl forget about the normal consequences of her actions (like fucking a stranger in a public bathroom within 30 minutes of meeting). So I maybe even could have gotten this girl horny to the point where she would hook up.

But that wouldn't be the right thing to do. I know she'd feel horrible afterward. And I could see genuine sadness in this girl's eyes as she told me this. So I just told her, in a playful way, that it was cool, she was too sexy to be torn up like that, the dude was an idiot, etc... We parted on good terms. And what do you know, about 20 minutes ago I got a notification that she started following me on Instagram. Maybe if I'm ever in London.

Anyway... nothing of substance to report on for yesterday (Sunday) or today (Monday). Although there were about three brand-new hotties at the gym today that I'll have to keep my eyes on. The gym is a huge untapped resource for me.

I also started organizing my phone contacts today, so I can more easily reach out to girls in the pipeline, people in my social circle, etc... I'm trying to make my social life a little more automated and easily managed. I have more friends than I can handle (literally) but I am VERY POOR at reaching out to them and finding the time to see them. So hopefully just paring down the contacts and creating groups for people to hang out with will be the first step in developing a process that helps me organize my social schedule better will help things out considerably.

Wednesday 07/15/2015

Kind of a quiet day today. But planting seeds.

Laying the ground work of this new "social life process." Texted a bunch of friends, found some good options for things for us to do over the next several days, etc... Looks like a fun little weekend could be brewing. Once I nail down everything I'll be doing, I'll start inviting orbiter chicks.

I'm increasingly moving towards taking every Friday off (hell yeah four day work week). I might have to work a couple hours on Friday because I'm trying to wrap something up but it'll probably be go in late, leave early. I can live with that. My goal is to have a set four-day week by the end of summer, with zero exceptions.

Made some text moves on a few girls in the pipeline today too.

Tentative plans to do a hike sometime soon with the black girl I had the one night stand with recently.

More tentative plans to do drinks with a girl that used to be in love with me and who I ate out one time while one of my best friends was eating her best friend out right next to us in the same bed (what a good memory!).

Perhaps coolest of all, it looks like I might have convinced Smiles (the 20-year-old Asian from this past weekend in NYC) to come stay with me for a weekend. If I pull that off... a random 30-year-old guy getting a banging hot 20-year-old to travel hundreds of miles to stay with him when they only met for one night... well I'd once again crown myself King of Babes. I gave myself that crown once before. I don't deserve it right now, but soon I'll have it back haha!

It's looking like she's very keen. I'll update as necessary. My text game with her has been next-level.

So that's it. I need to find some time to post up a lot of the longer thoughts and perspectives that I've been thinking about lately (and those three interactions I mentioned in the first post of this thread).

Hey Daniel, I really like your stuff. Can you post a link to your first journal? Were you always this good with women? It seems like that reading your journal. I always end up grinding with plenty of women at clubs, but can never escalate further.

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I had the first journal taken private. If you are really resourceful, you can figure out a way to get to it (my challenge to you, approach it as a critical-thinking problem). I could tell you exactly how to get to it, but I think this is better for you to find it on your own accord. It will be worth your time, I think. I used to get PMs practically daily to the effect of "This is the best dating... and life... advice I've ever read anywhere." For what it's worth....

Was I always good with women? No, not really. In high school and college I was probably slightly below average. In the first few years after college I was probably slightly above average. Then I decided to figure it out and I improved.

The first year I was pretty abysmal. I got a lot of phone numbers and not much else.

After about a year of those crap results I started getting good at pulling girls from the club and in my social circles. Escalation was key there.

I also got really fucking good at fucking around this time. That's important. I can't believe so few guys talk about it, or simply gloss over it. Silly PUAs. It is one of the main goals, after all. And everything I talk about with escalation and stalwartness and dominance comes from a position of knowing you can leave a girl as a quivering mess of body fluids and satisfaction. It makes your game so much more solid.

Anyway, after about another year I got good at getting girls in my day-to-day life.

So it was really just one layer upon another.

I guess I started at a relatively good position because I had decent social skills, good looks, high intelligence, good humor, and have always had some sort of sixth sense for getting girls to "fall" for me. Albeit that was only on the blue-moon opportunity where I would get some sort of sustained interest from a girl.

But up until I was about 26 I lacked dominance and sexuality. Once I learned to escalate and embrace my masculine dominance, things took off quickly. Knowing how to escalate literally changed things overnight for me. I went from banging something like three girls in the previous year to three girls in like two weeks. It was crazy. You can have a lot of other things going for you, but if you lack those two things, you will always be missing opportunities.

To your question in about grinding in the club, just take the girl from the dancefloor to somewhere else in the club. The bar, a table, the corner, wherever. You just have to stop dancing so you guys can interact more genuinely. Don't ask her if she wants to move, tell her "Hey, I'm hot... let's go over here [drag]. Then use that to talk a little bit. Keep touching her. Go dirtball and have fun.

So... a little stomach bug derailed a lot of the plans I had for this weekend.

Thursday, I went to see a little live music show with my buddy. We ate at a nearby restaurant. I had tuna. By early-afternoon on Friday I was shitting my brains out, everywhere, all the time. That continued until early this morning (Saturday).

It wasn't too bad though. Not very painful, which these things can be. But it left me weak and nauseous and unable to go out.

So a little disappointing but I've got a lot of good social momentum going right now. Since I was planning a few things for the weekend, I reached out to a few people I had lost touch with and now have reignited those relationships. As Unfazed mentioned in his journal, most people are DYING for something to do, for someone to suggest something even slightly out of their normal routine, so literally to the person, everyone I've contacted in the last week or so about hanging out and doing various things has been enthusiastic.

So even though this weekend was a bust thanks to that forsaken tuna, the forecast for the summer looks good.

And, as always, I have a few other things I can break-down. In no particular order...

1) While I was with my buddy on Thursday, I started talking with this turbo-hottie with giant fake tits on the sidewalk. She was walking her puppy. That was the ice breaker. Then I started more clearly hitting on her. She said she was in the middle of a divorce and it just wasn't going to happen.

My reply was more-or-less: "That's too bad, why don't you take my number and once things settle down you can let me know." She declined. I told her OK, I understand and let her go on her way.

But I got to thinking about it afterward. Should I have persisted slightly more? I don't know to be honest. My outcome-senses, which are based on patterns from doing this many many times, tell me it wouldn't have mattered. She was sincere and I had no shot.

But my Dirtbag senses, which are based on burning shit to the ground, tell me that the now-infamous Balboa Hail Mary could have at least given me a shot.

Here's what I mean: She declines taking my number, says she's not in the right place emotionally. Dirtbag time. "Look, that's cool. And I totally get it. I'm not trying to get emotionally involved either. But let's face it. You have needs. Let's exchange numbers, see what happens. You never know when you're going to be happy you've got someone like me around."

It's a low percentage play. It basically says "Look, if you need to fuck, this is a no-hassle way to do it without realyl killing your integrity. You can just say it sort of randomly happened."

But, even if it's low percentage, it's higher percentage than doing nothing. This is something I would have down when I was really in top-form. Still a bit rusty. Good thing I'm journaling to remember

2) Today, after I started feeling better, my friend SpiderMcGee came over. SpiderMcGee is very close to my dream girl. She's a banging Asian. Five feet tall, super fit (former personal trainer), likes good music, healthy living, she's smart, driven, funny, etc... We get along great.

I first met her a couple of years ago. I saw her at a happy hour and just about feinted. Wanted her BAD. Went up to her. Started chatting her up. We connected real well from the first sentence but she informed me she had just started getting serious with her boyfriend. Long story short, we realized we had a ton in common and basically friend-zoned each other.

Now she's married to that guy. Which is fine. I will never go after her. I respect her and her marriage.

But we do have this fun little flirty dynamic. It's completely innocent, but it's cool because she knows that I think she's sexy as fuck, but that I would never act on it, so she never has to worry about me being some creeper friend who is secretly trying to bang her. And i know she is attracted to me and thinks I'm "pretty" and "a catch" (to use her words). This allows us to freely talk about sex and dating and the girls I hook up with and the girls I want to hook up with, and I can get the true, real answers that girls reserve for guys they know "get it."

So there are a few things about this:
--First, having girl friends is just awesome. I've always been the type to have a few really close girl friends. Unfortunately, most of them live in different cities now so I rarely see them. So just spending time with SpiderMcGee today was really fulfilling.
--Second, in a plutonic relationship like this, if you establish yourself as a sexual, dominant, high-value guy, the girl will practically throw every one of her single friends at you. Today was the first time I saw SpiderMcGee since breaking up with my girlfriend and she mentioned three separate girls that she wanted to hook me up with. The second part of this is that SpiderMcGee also knows that I'm not really looking for anything serious right now, so she is offering these introductions to me knowing that. Which means when she talks about me to those girls, she's basically positioning me as a "good lay" and a "fun guy to hang out with" so there's a lot less drama.
--Third, as mentioned to above, I can openly talk to her and ask her sex and dating questions and get REAL answers based on being sexual and high-value. Believe me, "beta" dudes don't get that insight, even from good female friends.
--Fourth, and finally... and this is a tactical consideration for looking forward... If you look at the context under which I met SpiderMcGee, it is actually quite common:

Guy initiates convo with girl. There's mutual attraction. But girl is in a relationship. So the attraction goes nowhere.

That's how a lot of approaches go in this world. It's just the way it is. Hot girls often have boyfriends. Nothing you can do about that. I've talked about this before. Chasing girls with BFs is usually a fool's errand. The PU retards love to try to sell the lie that if you have tight game, and girl will just drop her panties for you, even if her boyfriend is standing right there. That's nonsense. Most girls in relationships will not cheat.

But... as happened organically with SpiderMcGee, what if every time I got the boyfriend response from a girl, I went ahead and basically befriended her? If she's being genuine, and is only a RED response because she has a boyfriend (i.e. she'd be into you under other circumstances), she could very well be like "Yeah, I should become friends with this guy because he seems really cool and I can maybe hook him up with my friends."

That's win-win. You'd get a cool friend like I have in SpiderMcGee AND she would start sending you new poon.

I think I'm going to have to try this out. I'm already thinking of one instance I documented in this thread where I started talking to a girl in the bar and her boyfriend was right there and she was like "That's my BF. But you seem like a really cool guy." That's EXACTLY the opening to be like "You're right, I am. So we should be friends. I'd probably be perfect if you have a cute friend who needs a great guy." And from there, basically FLIRT for the friendship.

Ok that's it.

Sunday 07/19/2015

So what did I do today?

Woke up. Did a bit of organizing around the house. Then went out to a movie and early dinner with my grandma and parents. Hit the gym. Then headed to the grocery store. Finally, home to do a bit of meal prep for the week and watch some Wicked Tuna

Save for one hottie in the grocery store, who only passed by far from me while I was in the check-out line... no babes today.

Hopefully, this week will serve up some fun.