Moved into my uptown apartment last weekend, sort of. I have no furniture. That means no couch, bed or any other living amenity to speak of. spent the last few nights sitting on the floor with my back against the wall cruising you tube videos. To be honest its kind of depressing. Im sure my spirits will improve when I can get this place feeling a little more "homey."
Im going back to Nebraska this weekend to get a few things from home that I left behind when I moved up here over 3 months ago. In that time frame ive had 2 new lays quite a few make-out sessions and a ton of phone numbers. I can realistically say that my game at this point needs a lot of work. The numbers that I have seen are not great/consistent enough for me, not even close. I am almost convinced at this point a few of the key areas I need to work on are my confidence, aggressiveness and willingness to push beyond my comfort zone. In other words trying to push the envelop and having little to no regard for rejection.
This last weekend I have to admit, was way to drunk and off the map. Friday night started off great, I was opening sets and making some good progress, but by the end of the night, from what I remember I must have been going full-boar, 100% caveman. From what I recall I made out with at least 2 girls in-between 1:45 and 2:30am. Im pretty sure there was more or less no game run at all at that point. Just straight to the make out. From what Joe told me, at one point he and I walked up to one girl, got accused of being gay together then proceeded to pass her back and fourth, taking our turns tonguing her down. I would pay a lot of money at this point to see video or hear an audio recording of myself that night. It's too bad I barley remember it. Saturday night really doesn't even need to be talked about. It was not very good and only ran 1 decent set and had them hooked. But I eventually discovered they were all ugs after taking a better look at the body my target was sportin'. So everything pretty much staled out because no escalation was taking place. After the bars closed we went to the strip club which was nothing more than a waste of sleep for me, I wanted nothing more than to be home at that point.
On a brighter note, one girl who's phone number I lost started me again yesterday wondering why she hadn't heard from me. Im optimistic.
-S
