Bogus # and Heartbreak || 11 more
It was another good one in the Days of Game. 11 interactions with young, cute girls. 4 numbers. I am here for spicy, novel experiences. Today was a such a day.
I am in the middle of another one of those periods of progress that feels like I’m in a “girl tornado.” I have a stack of leads (some of them good), and fresh leads week over week (not as many as I want). I’m dating a lot. Maybe as much as I ever have. I feel like I am on the edge of “breaking thru” again. And I had some fun and delicious sex with a girl 18 years younger than me last Friday. Yes to all this.
And all this courtesy of daygame. Some effort and skill on my part, but it’s the London Daygame Model that is the structure that is fueling my growth with women right now. I am on the edge of having some abundance. Thank you, daygame. Let’s keep this going. I have a lot to learn.
This morning I woke up, deadly-horny again, as I’m doing another “masturbation starvation diet” since my lay last week. I was just starting to feel the pent-up-ness, and then I had my 2nd date with the Thai girl last night – no sex, but some time in my bed. Hands all over her. I put her hand on my cock several times. She is a lot of fun, but won’t let me take her clothes off… yet. She is a fascinating young one, and she gave my testosterone another kick in the ass. I could feel it all day.
Today, all I wanted to do was game. I pinged a bunch of leads, and set up another date with Miss Hong Kong for Friday — goddamn she is so fucking funny. Funny and smart are often the same thing. What a firecracker. She is getting to me a little. Her BF may derail our affair… but Sweet Baby Jesus, I hope not. She’s awesome.
Meanwhile, I met up with some of my college buddies this weekend, and we surfed some big Northern California waves. Then, and again today, I noticed the similarities between daygame and surfing.
My sensei Yohami hates daygame. He says girls want cool guys, and cool guys don’t waste hour after hour “chasing girls that don’t like them.” I heard that again here (from an interesting MGTOW guy). In some ways, I get that. In other ways… daygame is how I like to spend my time. It’s my preference. Which is to say, I like spending my time talking to hot girls (which Yohami *does* approve of, it’s the only thing he likes about daygame).
If girls ever start lining up in front of my apartment, I will run game from home. Until then, I got love for the streets. Great to be out there, right now.
So I was out surfing Saturday on a nice, heavy day. A big swell coming from Japan. And I heard the voice in my head counting the waves I got up on… just like approaches. And like surfing, the girls aren’t there to stoke your ego. Just like the waves, you make it happen or you do not. It’s up to you. Proper “marketplace” with real-time feedback. Keeps you sharp. This is what I want. This is good for me(n).
Ummm, there’s one. Pursue, work into position, hop on, whew – fun! Yes. Scan the horizon for the next one, move into position… here comes… nope, can’t get it. “She walked on by.” A moment of disappointment. Wait, here’s another. Whoa, I’m intimidated. Go for it anyway. Rough start, but it’s on… wow! Nice ride. That’s two. Where is number three? There she is…. go get her…. wipeout. Anther wipeout. Then number three is smooth and easy. And so on… 6 nice waves that day.
So similar, actually.
And some guys might say that surfing is a waste of a quality man’s time. Or fishing for that matter. Or whatever you’re into. But that’s just about preference. My preference, right now, is girls. I wish I could do all this full-time. It’s certainly something like a part-time job, as it is. I’m enjoying my work, very much.
Okay… so, set of the day… turns out to be a “sad story.”
She was, Asian. No surprise there. Simple approach, she opened easily. Perfect skin, short hair framing her beautiful face. Beautiful. Neiman Marcus bag in her hand, she’s a little on the fancy side. Stop, hook, vibe… uhhh, she’s lovely. We have nice rapport. She’s Chinese, from Shanghai. Moved here from Boston. I take her number and say we’ll see each other again. I don’t really want to run game anymore after her, she was #11 of 11 that day, and I liked her a lot. Full crush on her, for sure. Who knows why? I start trying to figure out how I can make room in my schedule to see her…
And I text her number after I hit the gym. Feeling like she was a solid lead and eager to start playing with her. And… it’s a landline. I get an error message back from that text. Oh? Okay.
So I call her… something I haven’t done with a girl I’m not already dating in probably 10 years. I’m ready to leave her a voicemail. Let’s do it… I want to see her.
The number is… disconnected! Shitballs. Ha. The number is from Boston, where she used to live. I bet it was her old number. I doubt she did that on accident. As my smart little cousin would say, “I got curved.” They look so sweet on the outside. Ha.
What a heartbreaker. I think she liked me… liked the experience… but wasn’t going to give this beast a chance to get after her. Grrrrr.
And I was surprised how much that stung. 3 more numbers from that day, dates lined up… but she got to me a little, and it stung.
Ahhhh… I’m a simple man. The “next one,” will make this one a distant memory. I know that. But she got me. A bit of one-itis there. Damn, we’re simple creatures.
Sheri… you were adorable. And you got me. Good for you, pretty girl.
Good for me for caring. Another experience.
Here are the rest of the sets.
Oct 18
1. Little Asian girl, pink shirt, going to Dr appt. I was slow and sexy with her, my horniness flowing into the approach. I let her go.
2. Asian girl, hair up, great neck, sleeveless. Sexy fucking walk, hips shifting back and forth like a heavy boat in the tide. Magical. As she passed me, I could see the tats down the back of her arms. Ummm, edgy. Turns out she is a psychologist, confident, going to see a patient. I let her go. Hot girl. Wow.
3. Tiny, serious Chinese, on her way to class. Wouldn’t really stop.
None of these girls were very warm with me… I could tell my vibe needed work. I probably need to smile more. Show more energy, maybe? Perhaps… just needed to warm up more.
4. White girl, European, with thick, dark curls, and skinny legs, a white bell-like dress, she looked like a lollipop. I told her so. She warmed up a bit, but quickly told me she had a BF. Cool. Bye, Lollipop.
5. Tall Euro tourist. Hot by most guys standards, but not really my type. I opened her up, just to push myself a bit, try something new. She stopped, but split soon after.
6. This girl’s name was something like Summer. She was fucking beautiful, dark skinned Asian girl, great walk. In a hurry. I said, “you’ve got 1 minute,” and she lingered with me for a time, but was so distracted we didn’t hook. I let her go. Wow. Very hot girl.
7. This girl made solid eye contact with me, so I turned around and went after her. Tall Filipina girl, with a long torso, tiny shoulders, but a thick ass and nice hips. She stopped. # closed her, but didn’t feel that solid. I’d love to see that girl naked. I have texted her already and no response. My schedule is completely packed, so I think I’ll blow that lead off… don’t think it’s going anywhere.
8. Super beautiful Korean tourist. She responded to my stop, as she was looking at her phone, but kept backing away from me as I’d lean toward her. Like she was concerned for her physical safety. Ha. I would calibrate quick each time, clown around that I wasn’t dangerous, giving her a “cute” vibe. She’d laugh. We’d repeat that dance. But I calmed her down, and she hooked. She took phone calls as we talked, trying to meet up w/ friend, but I hung in there. She didn’t have cell service, or a local number, so I gave her my Line App ID, but of course… that went nowhere. I got to stop doing that. She was beautiful. Oh well.
9. Little Beijing Girl. Software developer. I had a very awkward opening with her, I stuttered a bit – and I called myself out for that. But she hooked anyway. Nice girl, but nothing too special. # close. Texted her once, but no response. I’m not that interested.
10. Tall Korean girl, with short funky hair, colored at the tips. She was very “nervous-cute” the whole time… partially turned away from me (20 degrees?), and hugging her bag across her chest, in a protective stance. I liked her, and suggested the close. She was very hesitant, but I handed her my phone and she put her number in it. We’re texting. She is asking me “if I’m dangerous.” I am, but don’t want to push it. We’ll see. Trying to get her out for next week.
11. This was the heat-breaker from my story above. Uhhh, I something like “miss” this girl. Damn… she got me.
Fun day… horny daygamer out number farming and having a great time. Viva daygame.
“White girl, European” — wtf??
kidding.
great post. i gotta hit the streets more. i am slacking!
>> “White girl, European” — wtf??
Ha. The truth is… I like a lot of white girls. But those Asian girls… +++++
>> i gotta hit the streets more. i am slacking!
You know my current pace is mostly because I made a commitment to you to hit 200 more approaches by the end of the year. I think it’ll be good for me. And there is an increasing chance I will do another tour of Tokyo in early 2017. If that happens, I want to be in very good “shape” before I head over. “Target rich,” man. Target rich.
Get ’em, Riv. Let’s make ourselves proud and give those girls some experiences to remember.
“girl tornado.” .. ” I was surprised how much that stung”
Yes, if you’re in this to be happy, look elsewhere. The value of what you’re doing is, ultimately, the kind of man you’ll become. So actually making that the priority is the high road.
Every one of these girls will have a cost. Invest wisely. What’s your worth?
“an interesting MGTOW guy”
I watched (heard) the whole thing. I disagree with most of it since it’s entrenched in tribalism and anti-femininity. He’s right about one crucial thing:
“Game is about giving women what they want”
I’ve been saying that for years, and there’s nothing wrong with it.
He thinks that healthy manly competition is anything that doesnt involve pussy. Which means he’s clueless. There’s more than one board and one set of rules in this world. What he sees as toxic is just a board with pieces he doesnt understand, and he wishes that the world would bend to the board he knows so he could get the prizes.
“What an alpha male is, is exclusively determined by women, nothing else”\
Nope.
What bogs me about these types is that they look into the feminine nature and want it wants, but fail to look into the masculine nature and what it wants. At the base, every man wishes to grow to be the tallest tree, the biggest motherfucker, the strongest one, the powerful one, and to be able to control and dictate and set the rules and have the final word and be omnipotent. And from there, what every man wants to have every pretty girl sucking his dick, opening her legs, offering her breasts, her hair to smell. Not jut one girl but all of them. All she shades of personalities from omega to alpha are degrees of how men deal with that ambition vs the reality that surrounds them and what they settle to or aspire to become in that ladder.
In other words what every man aspires to be, is the man every girl wants.
“If girls ever start lining up in front my apartment”
You can make that happen if you wanted. The more stationary you are, the better. The more monolithic you are, the less you chase, the more you’re a rock, the more your energy builds up so little movements create higher tides, the more visible, the more women will come. Polarity.
Happy fucking.
>>“Game is about giving women what they want”
When I first heard that clip, I had no idea he was talking from a MGTOW POV. I just missed it. All I heard was your voice, saying “go do stuff worth doing, climb the ladder, and the girls will come to you.” He is saying “go do stuff worth doing… girls are worthless.” No thanks on the MGTOW thing… but it was interesting stuff, all the same. He’s smart, even if I don’t agree with him. Mostly reminded me of stuff you have said… from another angle.
>> fail to look into the masculine nature and what it wants. At the base, every man wishes to grow to be the tallest tree, the biggest motherfucker, the strongest one, the powerful one, and to be able to control and dictate and set the rules and have the final word and be omnipotent.
Hot paragraph, Yohami. Right on. I don’t think every man wants that… I don’t think they can see past their own fence. I think I am still trying to see past my own fence. But I think what you lay out there is a powerful blueprint for men to consider.
“I don’t think every man wants that… I don’t think they can see past their own fence.”
It’s subconscious. It’s that force, pushing, telling you to do things, moving you to the next obstacle, it’s that nagging voice when you’re being dominated telling you that you should be the one dominating, it’s what drives men into sports and competitions, and if rejected socially, they find other ways to form clubs or look up for idols to project themselves on. It’s what happens when you take any common man and give him power – watch the inner jerk take possession of him. It’s like an erection, looking for a pussy even if it has never seen one.
What Im doing is pointing at where it leads. That force is there to push you up and get stronger. Most of our lives revolve around embedding it or fighting it back, trying to make it happy, making love or war to it.
The MGTOW guy in the video is “dictating and passing judgement” on a big group of men. He invented a throne and is the king of a viewpoint, he thinks he’s the hot shit and that his voice has the final word. So even when he thinks he’s out of the game and going his own way, he’s playing the game and trying to climb. He thinks women are an obstacle not letting him climb – when in reality women are the reward for his climbing, and he secretely wants pussy to come out of this public display of dominance.
Why do any public display of dominance at all otherwise.
Poking around looking for something you said and rereading these comments… Viva Yohami. So solid this stuff.