The Dip
Since my cup of coffee I’ve been gradually getting back in the saddle with daygame. Last Saturday, coffee day, I did 5 sets and got three closes. I’ve indulged in some text game and got a provisional (50/50 probably) date for Thursday with an Italian girl. Sunday I went out with SalsaLord, Krauser and Jambone… Continue reading
The best cup of coffee of my life
I drank a cup of coffee today to pep me up before doing some daygame. I don’t normally drink much caffeine so it has a very severe effect on me; probably akin to giving a six year old a snort of charlie. BOOM. My mood goes into the positive and I suddenly realise that I’ve… Continue reading
A ‘bad’ day
I was late out today after staying up till 4am watching “The Other Guys” because it was so damn hilarious I couldn’t turn it off. Opened an Israeli girl in Waitrose. Turns out she was 35 and had a boyfriend. Hooked ok though. Opened ok though. Had a nice chat. Terrible open on a British… Continue reading
The Manifesto
I’m working on something big. Something in my brain broke the other day and I worked out some super-big truths about myself. I typed and typed till 5 in the morning. It needs some more work, mainly to make me sound less clinically insane, but when it’s done I’ll post it up. It’s the biggest… Continue reading
The Lows: my inner-game long dark night of the soul.
This is probably one of the weirdest posts I’ve ever put up. What follows is not a proper post but a monologue I wrote to myself as an exercise to try and sort my inner game out when I had a really bad day the other week. For various reasons that day my serotonin levels… Continue reading
The Highs: my first instant date
I remember back in the summer-time having my perfect day of daygame. After closing Hot Indian Flake Johnny said “you’ll look back in the future and realise how into you girls like that were and be stunned you didn’t instant date them”. Too right. It beggars belief. In hindsight I can see the chemistry was… Continue reading
Starting to vibe.
One of the aims of my sabbatical is to get over the painful part of daygame approaching so that approaching women can become a pleasant, internalised part of my life and when I go back to the daily grind I can rack up approaches as part of my normal life (on the tube, walking to… Continue reading
Game sabbatical begins…
It’s been two weeks since I finished work. My game sabbatical hasn’t started with quite the explosive bang I hoped for… more of a gradual warm up. First off I’ve had to do lots of other crap which distracted me: moving flat, buying furniture, unexpected visits up north, Christmas shopping, etc, and I’m not a… Continue reading
What happened to the last post?
The more astute blog followers will have noticed that the last post mysteriously disappeared for a few weeks. It seems that at around the same time Krauser got busted by three of his victims girls that one of the girls whose profile I poked fun at actually found the post. She really wasn’t that chuffed.… Continue reading
Becoming selective
A common misconception about Game is that it’s about developing the ability to get any girl. Wrong. What is an attractive quality in a man? Pre-selection. What do men with choice do? Select. What do desperate men do? Take anything. How can you be the selector? Select! To a certain extent if you copy the… Continue reading