Getting better and setting goals

Well I was listening to CJs teleconference thingy there the other day and holy fuck that guy is a great help with this game malarkey. There is definitely nobody whose ideas have helped me more both in the actual strategies of meeting and dating girls and strategies of how to get better at it.

I'd been wondering lately why my results are not matching my skill level. Because I think I am pretty fucking awesome to be perfectly honest!  And now, ladies and rogues, on the 22nd of January 2009 I think I have the answer....

When I started out my goal every night was to approach a certain number of women and if I did that I was happy. Then after that I ran around and I forced myself to run a second routine after the opener a certain number of times. I remember I felt like such a fucking retard doing that but hey after a while I got comfortable with it and then things started to go further. When I could stay in set pretty much as long as I wanted and stopped using routines I started having more fun with it... just going out and enjoying myself! Then I started getting laid... so I thought that going out and just having fun with it was the way to go. But lately I've noticed that without a set goal in mind when I go out I am brutally inconsistent! But think about it if I don't have goals on a night out, how can I measure my game and make improvements? 

Its time to start getting down to work again my hard rocking amigos. From this point on my target is to attempt to get a date/ timebridge from 2 girls a night on a week day and 3 a night on a weekend! 

I can only assume this will lead to more sex than any one man can handle! Let the good times roll!

Super !

Last Thursday I was out with my pal Crazy Horse (who, by the way, is crazy) and I executed an almost perfect Captain Jack pick up. Yes I know....thank you... thank you, please... stop it.... your embarrassing me!

There was four lovely ladies sitting at a table all by their lonesome. Being a chivalrous kind of fellow I rock on over to keep them company. So I start up with the usual palaver. After a few minutes of teasing and shit talking I am sitting down with them and in a little mini isolation with my preferred girl. About 10 minutes later I've got her on her own and am starting with the Sexual Frames and Dirty Talk... Of course she loves this because she is a girl, and girls, believe it or not.... like to get banged!! Amazing, right?

This was super on and she is cool so I stick with them until the bar closes... alas, logistics were against me and her pals dragged her off home. At this stage I had, however, already set up a date for the following Monday. 

Few texts in between to confirm and we can cut straight to Monday....

So I met her up at 7. She was still game.... awesome! Off we went to this cocktail place. I will be taking all Monday night dates there from now on. 2 for 1 drinks on a Monday and they do these ice cream cocktail things... yummy-fucking-licious and they'd blow the head off you unknownst to yourself. She was pretty much mauling me in there the whole time we were there and I figured it was time to get her home.  

So I got her back to the house after 3 cocktails. We were going to another bar but I had to "drop off my gym bag" at my place first... how convenient! When we got in Jakey (my housemate) was in his room studying for some exam or something. As soon as I got her into the bedroom, about 8:45, she went nuts! I was railing the shit out of her, pulling her hair and choking her and she was going bananas, screaming and shit. I put my hand over her mouth to shut her up but that made her worse! She was going mental... Delighted for Jakey, I hope that interrupted his study, should make up for the South African fiasco. 

By the way, she has massive boobs (which I also fucked) 34DD !! Oh yeah, she broke my c*ck too. She was sitting up on top of me going bezerk and in a haze of boobs and hair and SHE started choking ME !! It was awesome!! No wonder they like it so much. But then she went a little too mad and fucking busted up my penis a bit... I fucked her about 4 times over the night... Great body, think Kate Winslett from titanic with bigger boobs. 

And the best bit... So I fired on this song on itunes, "saeglopur" by sigur ros (now it transpires that itunes was actually on shuffle)... It was skipping around but I didn't really notice until I was doing her doggy and heard this monotone voice coming out of my speakers 

"Hi.... This is David Deangelo. Welcome to another session of interviews with dating gurus" 

LOL, I just left it play, she didn't notice. 

Awesome! 

Shakey Jakey

So Jake has been my flatmate now for the last 2 months. He's an accountant in his late 20's. Good flatmate, he's pretty funny and very laid back. And, in a way that only an Irish country lad could be, he is also one of the greatest ignoramuses that I have ever met. He is totally unappreciative of my awesomeness... I clean the flat, I make him tea, I get him laid and not so much as a "thank you"!

For instance, I met this South African girl at a club there about two weeks ago. Chatted to her for about 15 or 20 minutes and got her number... Now I was pretty shit faced and, if memory serves me correctly, herself and her pal were dancing around like two chimps on acid. So naturally I expected it to be another flaky number to add to my collection. 

But low and behold a few days later on the Thursday after a few phone calls and some "Drunk and Lonely Texting", a la Captain Jack, these two are considering calling over at 2am!! Rock and Roll!

They are fucking miles away from my place so I offer to pay for their taxi (what a gentleman!). I know there is two of them so I attempt to get Jakey out of bed. He is very reluctant so I just leave him off and hit shower to wash my balls.  

I get a phone call about 2:30 so I rock down to meet them.... And, what the hell, my chick is paralytic drunk. The other one though, who turns out to be way hotter, is gamey as fuck! That'll work. Up we go to the apartment... I open the door and I see Jake sitting there on the couch like Hugh fucking Heiffner. Next, in what seemed like a 10 second time span my girl passes out, the other one dives head first onto Jakes balls and I sit there in shock!! Amazing! I spend the remaining few hours before work sulking in my room while Jakey bangs the shit out of the hottie next door!

So the two of us are hanging out the next day. Now I am tired and pissed off and like questioning my application of game and my attractiveness to chicks and shit. And this fucker is sitting there complaining about how fucking tired he is!! Like I ruined his night or something.

I'm trying to frame this someway positively so I am thinking " you know, at least someone got laid and although he hasn't thanked me, I am sure deep down, Jake must be considering entering me into the 'best flatmate in the world' competition after this..." 

Just then he starts telling me about this unbelievably hot girl he knows who he is coming down to London soon. He likes her friend and she is single.... "Awesome" I thought! Then the following words leave his mouth.

"Yeah she is stunning man, the definition of soft! I am going to set her up with Ross!"

I promptly proceed to lose the plot.