So tonight was my first night of "You have to go out, just have fun, because you HAVE to go out on Saturdays no matter what"-nite. After Gym Girl, I took last week off and did some thinking about mindset. Now, I am focusing on my "Skill Set," when I go out. Not thinking you have to get a makeout, you need a number, solid kino, you need to calibrate interest...blah So I went out, and was in a pretty good mood, considering I was wiped out. I said to myself, hey, you're in the car, going out to be social, its all cool, its all a victory and learning experience. I did the smile excercise from Jesse's last post. My face hurt after doing it ALL DAY, but the grin is IN! Get to the bar, chat with bouncer. I go upstairs. Make my way to the crowded bar. See a guy grabbing some girls mouth staring down her throat. I walk up, yell, "What are you doing to her!? What the hell is going on here kids?" She swallowed his gum, and he was actually mad about it. I openly teased him about being red with anger over it, and now she has gum in her belly for 7 years. This lightened the mood, they thought it was hilarious, talk a bit more. Tell her I know a better way to examine her larynx. Tell them they are too crazy for me and move to the side. Talk to a few guys while ordering a drink. They complain about the service and waiting. I yell to the bartender, "Hey miss, how bout a drink! Getting thristy..." She sees me and that I am smiling. I tell her she is the best and that I love her. Grey Goose, rocks, lime. I tell her it is perfect and that she is awesome. Other guy gets his drink. It is clear that I am the MAN. Walk down stairs, two hot girls comeing up. I spread my legs, block their way and yell, "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!" Like Gandalf. They do not get the LOTR joke. I tease them for being so stupid. At this point I think to myself I am the MAN, I am out and just going to have FUN. No pressure on myself. Walk past a group of 3 girls. One is SMOKING, one is slut hot, one is fat. I walk up the HOT one and say, "Hi, you look fantasitc, I love that top. My name is xxxx" Big eye contact, touch her arm and put my hand on her back. Her drunk slut friend sees what is going on and encourages her. I pretend not to hear her name and tease her and her friends, so I call them "Mercedes and Porche" they can now call me Sugar Bear. I grab their camera when they were trying to take a picture. I tell all 3 to get in, and I start grabbing the hottie and making her pose. I take one picture and say, "This is not good enough. You can do better." Take one more, congratulate them for jumping through my hoop. At this point, a group of black guys circle around me, I hear them talking behind my back about how "white boys got mad game nigga..." I think to myself ok, done goofing off, kino and qualify. I engage all the girls, then start talking more to the hottie, whose interest was varying. I ask her what music she likes, she says, "Not this" referring to the techno playing. I am EXCITED. I high five her and say "Me neither, they need to switch on some Andy Williams Love Story, and if they don't have that I'll settle for Made In Japan." She tthen tells me she prefers rap. I look to the ground, my face is wrought in disappointment. She failed my qualifying. I ask her more things and we talk more, while I kino more. She was not touching me back, but not moving away from me. Her drunk slut friend starts looking at me and making blowjob motions with her hand and mouth. When I left the bar, I saw her pull a random guy and drag him into the bathroom. Cankerous Whore. Anyway, I could and should have isolated the hottie, but I did not feel like explaining the awesomeness of Deep Purple. I eject. Then fat girl asks me to stay. I tell her too bad, so sad. Go back upstairs, see all the same faces. Feel like a lone wolf again but embrace it. I walk between a group of girls. One is playing with a feather boa, the other is swing around a DILDO. I tease them, tell them they are "a real class act." She knocks some random in the face with a dildo, she asks if she can slap it against my face, to which I outright object. I should have teased more, and could have been overtly sexual like, "Only if you let me smack you with the real deal hun..." But it sort of pissed me off. Back downstairs, planning on leaving. Bump into a friend, we chat for a bit, a hot girl he is with comes up and tell me I look like Taylor Lautner from Twilght. This is the 2nd time I have heard that, have yet to see the movie. We chat about vampires, she is cool, I tease. We go outside, I tell my friend about "cool dance moves." The girl wants to see, so I spin her. She loves it. More talk, more kino. Then I ignore and talk to my friend. She interrupts. I say, "Woman, he is telling me an epic story, not now!" She asks, "did he just call me woman?!" I ignore. She keeps trying to interrupt. I put my arm around her, she shuts up. I chat more, but got the feeling they were dating. I say my good byes. Shake hands, and hug the girl. "Hey I am leaving, let me give you a hug, michele." She did not object, and liked it. She was a bit tipsy but said, "hand shake is for strangers, hugs are for friends" Its a good point that means hugging builds comfort, but I hope it does not also mean an LJBF type of thing. Any thoughts?
haha that's pretty funny Sometimes you're so excited from your own high, excited from all the validation/IOIs you're getting... that the girls you're with start to seem... boring... and you eject from the state to open some new girls in order to maintain your super state. Is that what happened here? Earl, you're doing a really good job with physically leading and barking orders, and not giving a shit of impressing the girls or waiting for their permission. :thumbup: At some point in the night, you need to pick one of the girls, pull her to a dark corner of the bar ALONE with you, cool down, and talk to her one-on-one like you're on a regular date with her. Getting to know her like a normal person. Without that, you'll be the coolest guy in the room to all the girls :lol:, but it won't translate into actual sex.
OK, this may end up as a quote Fail... I was not on the Fury or High that night. The Gandalf/dildo shit is spontaneous and mostly just to entertain myself. I do feel a bit weird while goofing off, as in, it can get weird looks but I don't care. What happened with the Hot Girl, which was the only set I was interested in, was that after Direct Compliment Opener, I chit chatted, and then talked to her friends. I bounced back and forth between ignoring the Hottie and talking to her. I dropped all Game cept cocky/funny and started qualifying. She was not responding as much and when we did not share similiar tastes, I started losing interest. Some things could be better. For instance, when I reach out and touch a girl, I could grab her a bit more firmly. It was like I was holding myself back. It is amazing to look at them watching you as you touch, like, they know what you are there for and doing. Being hot is not enough for me. I need her to have some common ground, and invest in me, or else I don't feel like talking to her. I could have pulled her aside easliy, as isolation locations at this place are sooo easy. But...I did not feel calibrated enough that she would roll with it. She was DD and her friends were Super Drunk, she seemed pissy babysitting, try as I may to change that. Next time out, I will chose a girl and go for the isolation. I will also stay for more than 1 hour (I go at midnight-1am..bored..) I just have a very hard time feeling genuinely attracted if she isn't on the same page as me. In other words...yes, I still want to fuck her....but, I do not feel she deserves ME.
Oh got it man. That clarifies the post. Well there's got to be some girls on the night time scene that fit better what you're looking for... you'll only tend to value what you have to work for