I woke up midday yesterday, it’s the first Monday of the year and I don’t have a job, my IT contract has already finished before Christmas. So at the moment I’m facing a few choices: I take some time off, I look for another contract or leave London for an adventure. I’ve been in London just over a year now, and I’m not done yet, so let’s scratch leaving. I’ll probably just take January off, then get my enthusiasm back for another contract in Feb / March. There you go, decision made.
So that will give me a month to do some solid daygame in London. It’s been a good start to the year in terms of time infield, I’ve been going out almost everyday, and on those days I’ve been doing quite a few approaches, the responses on the whole have been quite good. Here are some of the reactions:
- Opened a dark haired sexy 7 strutting down Argyle Street, she loved the interaction and kissed me, one on each cheek then the lips. No number, she had a BF.
- Stopped a girl on Argyle street, she had a proper Towie girl look, really hot, flawless complexion with a red umbrella and gladiator boots. Unfortunately, it was in front of her boyfriend, he was walking about 10 ft in front of her as she battled the rain. He was a big black fella, he glared at me, I muttered an apology and moved on. Why can’t people who are together fucking walk together?
- A Scottish girl and her mate in China town, they were both gushing in set, and one girl almost forced the other girl to give me her number.
- A Chinese girl scrunched up her face and couldn’t even look me in the eye before dismissing me.
- Another Chinese girl loved my approach, gave me her number and now we’re going for “English tea in the week”. Trouble is, i don’t really fancy her.
- A 19 yr old Chinese/Indian girl loved my approach, gave me her number after I accused her of being dangerous, she ran with it and said she had a knife in her bag. Organised the date, which she has since flaked on.
- A Greek milf in a bar in Nottinghill on NYE, got her number for a warm up, it was a 2 set and they loved it.. she wanted me to meet her later. She asked me “who I was kissing at midnight”. I told her someone very attractive, and I have a mirror ready just for the occasion. In hindsight I probably should have followed that one up.
- An early evening 20’s French girl, she loved the interaction, unfortunately this was NYE. I got very drunk, forgot I’d taken her number. Was sat reading a blog yesterday that mentioned a French girl, then realised that I hadn’t texted her back. Unfortunately, she had since left to go back to France.
- Some teenagers opened me in Leicester square, “You look Italian, then they started giggling”. I didn’t pursue, they looked 14 or 15.
- A very hot alternative looking Japanese girl, who IOI’d me. I screwed it up by going a bit nervous and doing the “hair dresser” questions. Didn’t number close.
There are a load more, which all of the drinking has wiped from my short-term memory.
That Chinese 6 will love my clean room, she will go straight onto her knees and suck my off whilst she admires her reflection in my shiny floor. I wuff your clean floor.. gobble gobble.
Anyway, back to waking up midday, I had all of the numbers and approaches swimming around my head and I couldn’t focus. First thing was to respond to a hot German 7 who I met in a bar (after doing daygame). Her mate was my target, but I clicked with her better, got a bit bored with the interaction, number closed anyway. She then reopened me over text, inviting me to Walkabout bar yesterday. I hate noisy bars for pick-up, and walkabout is the worst for that, so I tried a frame-push to get her to come to Nottinghill, pushed it a bit-far and she stopped responding. Meh, they go back to Germany today, although she said she will be back in Feb.
Then I read through all my most recent interactions, I sent date requests to 3 girls, 1 agreeing and flaking, the other 2 told me they enjoyed the chat but had BFs. All the rest didn’t respond or did respond and were out of London. Another 2 of my numbers were fakes, although I think i just put them in wrong. Often times when I “hit state” I forget the basics, like actually checking the number works, and calling it. It left me with a Chinese 6, and the Swedish girl I already fucked. I pinged the Swedish girl, no response yet.
I then had a mini-life crisis, what the fuck was I doing with my life?, why did I put so much effort into daygame? and all I had to show for it was an upcoming tea date with a Chinese 6. Fuck. I read some blogs, and started rereading Krauser’s balls deep for some inspiration and then had a flick through some of the other Daygame channels on YouTube. The book inspired me to watch some of the earlier stuff by Krauser, I then found a short south-american guy called Ed Lopez, who I resonated with. I’m not very tall and I tend to weasel doing the tall girls, generally leaving them to my wings. He also had some video-tips about making sure your bathroom and bedroom were clean and tidy, ready for the bang,
So what did I do? With no other plan, I cleaned my room and the bathroom, and threw out 3 bags of stuff. I took a shower and the mini-crisis seemed to be over. I had achieved something today. That Chinese 6 will love my clean room, she will go straight onto her knees and suck my off whilst she admires her reflection in my shiny floor. I wuff your clean floor.. gobble gobble.
I also went out in the evening for some gutter/bar game.
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