In order to improve my game and overall well-being, I’ve decided to take supplements. Namely, Ashwagandha, low dose aspirin, and L-Theanine + 5HTP in the afternoon. Here’s my schedule so I don’t become tolerant to my supplements:
- 09/19/21 – 12/19/21 full dose in morning on empty stomach
- 12/19/21 – 01/19/22 abstain completely
2. Low dose aspirin:
- Take every day. No exceptions.
3. L-Theanine + caffeine mix:
- 09/19/21 – 12/19/21 full dose in afternoon at 1pm
- 12/19/21 – 01/19/22 abstain completely
- 09/19/21 – 12/19/21 full dose in afternoon at 4pm (before going out)
- 12/19/21 – 01/19/22 abstain completely
In order to leave Springfield on October 29th, I will need to spend $400 or less per month max on food, while the rest goes to my $322 car payment. I believe I can easily cover breakfast by the pop tarts Dad buys me at the Dollar Tree, while a majority of my income will go toward lunch ONLY. Therefore, I will write up a pay schedule depending on what I’m doing that day.
- Monday: Adderall day – just eat canned food at clinic
- Tuesday: Just eat canned food at clinic
- Wednesday: Game session – eat general chicken ($6) at Woods and that’s it.
- Thursday: Adderall day – just eat canned food at clinic
- Friday: Just eat canned food at clinic
- Saturday: Game session – eat breakfast at clinic; eat Ichiban lunch ($10) and that’s it.
- Sunday: Game session – eat breakfast at clinic; eat Ichiban lunch ($10) and that’s it.
Total: $26 + $30 gas = $56/wk = $224/mth
The next section will detail how much I SHOULD be saving if I follow these guidelines without straying. It will list out my potential savings month-by-month and encourage me to obey my schedule.
- End of July should be $14,400
- End of August should be $17,100
- End of September should be $19,900
- End of October should be $22,500
- Approximately $80 a month will go toward gas to Springfield. This may increase once I bump my game sessions to 3-4 times a week once college semester starts.
As a pickup artist, I went to travel to various US cities and game according to it’s culture. I will strive to remain in each city for 1 1/2 years before bouncing to a new city. Here’s my dream list:
- Springfield, MO – May, 2021 – April, 2022
- Chicago, IL – April, 2022 – November, 2023
- Austin, TX – November, 2023 – June, 2025
Why do I persist on submitting controversial comments that I know will draw the ire of SJWs on Reddit? Why do I persist reading up on left-wing talking points I know I’ll get pissed at? Why do I persist on debating how I’ll AMOG Alex’s shit when I meet him in Missouri vs focusing on the now?
It’s my ego desperately trying to defend itself from the positive changes I’m making in life.
It views advancing in pickup, changing who I am as a person, as a threat.
After listening to The Power of Now, Eckhart states the mind, to ensure it stays in control, seeks to continuously cover up the present moment with past and future. This includes bringing up bad past memories and habits to distract me from being in the present. If I don’t want to add to past pain that still lives on in me, then don’t add any more time – or any more than what’s necessary to deal with the practical aspects of the present.
How do I stop creating time? Realize that the present moment is all I ever have.
Make the now the primary focus of my life.
Important: In the past, I’d let past and future events dictate who I am as a person, while briefly visiting the present. Instead, I should let present events dictate who I am as a person, while briefly visiting the past and future.
Always say yes to the present moment.
Say yes to what’s in front of you. And see how life starts working in YOUR favor instead of against you.
Important: Negative, intruding thoughts that keep the mind fixed on the past and future originate from being a judging person. Due to it, I feed my subconscious/ego with bad shit (ie. googling left-leaning political talking points, posting comments that shit or challenge people, etc) that stops me from being permanently anchored in the now.
What should I do? Stop feeding the painbody, stop feeding bad experiences from my past, ergo my ego.
Even if you believe everything in the prior lessons taught in Shift, there’s probably this little voice in your head saying, “Man, I have to socialize with all these people. I have to be outgoing and putting myself out there. And just- you know, bringing good vibes puts alot of energy on the table. That’s really just not me. I’m more of a chill, introverted guy who likes to relax at home. It would be incongruent to just become this person who I am not.”
This happens to guys who are IN the process of working on themselves.
“I’m looking for a type of game that’s more chill, that’s more in alignment with who I am.”
While this currently isn’t me, I felt like this for a long time with Todd. I was a devoted “Toddite” in the sense all other PUAs were considered useless except what Todd taught me.
In the end, Julian states this is all about change.
I have to change who I am.
I have to make a Shift.
I have to let go of my current identity.
Not just the victim mindset, the superiority mindset, everything. My current perception of who I am right now and where I stand. I have to give that up completely.
Important: Let me ask you this, Adam: What makes you who you are today? Who says, you are hyperactive, you are the unfocused guy, you’re negative. Who says that? Fucking no one. This is just me. It’s a bullshit story I told myself probably years ago that I bought into. It’s based on the references I’ve been getting until now.
Who are you? You’re just a product of the different environments that you’ve been put in up until now. For example, if you take someone and put them in a harsh upbringing, where they don’t have much success with women, or people pressure you to fit in and don’t speak up – you’re going to be a guy who doesn’t speak up, you’re going to be a guy who is very introverted.
If you’re put in an environment where everyone is clapping at everything you do or say, they’re giving you all this positive feedback, that same person is going to be very different years later.
Those two examples above define who you REALLY are.
What Julian states is that I’ve been a leaf blowing in the wind my whole life. Now, I’m in control. I am not a victim of my mind or environment.
I can control the actions that I take, where I go, the environments I put myself in, that shape and reinforce the beliefs I want to have.
This is how you change who you are.
Important: An important thing to do is to stop identifying myself as someone who can be categorized. I’m not the “chill guy” or the “quiet guy” – or when it comes to work, the “new guy”. Don’t limit myself that way. Take on the flexible and adaptable identity that evolves with time.
Be like water.
I’m continuously changing – I can be whatever the fuck I want to be – until the day that I die.
Like what Alina said, “be the social chameleon”. When I’m at a club, I’m the fun, outgoing guy. If I’m day gaming, I can be whatever social calibration demands of me.
Important: Whenever I start taking on a new identity and acting through that new identity that I’m currently not, never expect your emotions to align with that. My emotions are associated to and attached to my current identity and they’re meant to hold you in place. As human beings, we’re creatures of habit, and we hate things like change, discomfort, unpredictability, and the unknown basically.
Everything I do that involves elevating my status – or steps out of the constraints of my current identity – is going to be blocked off.
My subconscious will block it off and come up with every excuse not to do it.
My emotions are going to tell me, “no, no, no” and my mind is going to tell me, “no, no, no”.
This is a common occurrence in night game. Whenever I hit up a venue, my brain is like, “The music is shit,” “I hate the vibe here,” etc
Every. Single. Time.
It is time to shed that identity and become a social chameleon during night game.
Another example: “My legs are getting tired, let’s go home,” or “We have to find parking when we get back. What if we get shit parking?”
This happens during my day game sessions.
Fuck that noise.
If I get shit parking, so be it. Finding good parking means nothing in the face of bettering myself as a man.
Remember: Changing myself as a man requires a fuckton of mental energy; especially transitioning from outer game to inner game.
With the amount of change I’ll be going through, I have to give up a tremendous amount of comfort.
Never expect to get your comfort back.
I will always be changing–evolving as a person.
Important: Be disgusted by comfort.
Discomfort is necessary for growth.
Look for those situations that go, “Oooh shiiittt!” (ie. night game or opening groups) because they make me grow as a person.
In order to change, I have to let go of everything I depend on.
Important: Get addicted to discomfort instead.
What does that mean in this moment? Right now, stay in set despite how fucking awkward it may seem. Clear your mind and stay focused on the present. Don’t watch porn. Put yourself in a “give, give, give” frame of mind. Force myself to have fun. Do night game.
With discomfort, I have to take right action.
What is taking right action? “Taking right action” is doing what is required to be done no matter what my emotions are telling me .
Imagine- someone has a gun to my head and he said, “What’s the right thing to do right now?” I’m always going to know.
Important: It’s not what I THINK is the right thing to do. Because my mind will play tricks on me. It’s what I know deep down inside. Within my gut I always know what the right thing to do is.
Instead of doing what makes you happy – do what’s right.
Live by taking right action.
Julian says to live in, “Aspiration over addiction”.
Lots of people live by how they feel in the short term. They don’t have any control of their emotions or the direction they’re going in. They just want to feel comfortable. They just want to feel good. I have to step away from that short-term thinking, start thinking long-term, and ask myself, “Does this help me in the long term – yes or no?”
If the answer is yes, even if it’s not comfortable right this very moment, I have to do it anyway.
It’s going to be tough–it’s going to feel like death–but I have to do it.
Have a purpose and don’t fall into the trap of taking the easy way out.
Important: You’re always moving in a certain direction. There’s no stagnation. Let’s say, for example, there’s a girl and I’m in set but she’s not hooked and starts moving away. I have two choices: A.) I can leave the set B.) Try opening again. One will move me closer to my overall goal in life, the other farther away. Which will you choose, Adam?
You’re either going up or you’re going down.
Important: If you’re not busy learning, you’re busy dying.
Don’t resist fear, getting in your head, etc since it makes the situation worse. Getting all frustrated, all pent up, it’s not going to give you more options.
But remember: “Taking right action” is a muscle that you build. It takes time. It takes effort. Every game concept – whether inner or outer game – takes time to engrain into my personality.
The more I start basking in the unknown and being uncomfortable, the more I’m going to build my tolerance. This is how you cultivate willpower.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, there is something called ‘superiority mentality’.
Unlike victim mentality where you think that you suck, you feel sorry for yourself, and there’s nothing you can do about it – superiority mentality states you’re above it.
You think you’re better than the process and you’re “above it.”
This is evident when you tell friends you’re practicing pickup.
“It should be natural bro, this shit is for losers. I’m already good with girls, I don’t need this shit,” or “Yeah, look how that turns out for most people.”
Okay, guy. Whatever.
Most guys settle what life throws at them. It’s 99% of the time within the realm of their social circle. They think they’re good with women, but it’s a delusion.
Throw them out in the wild with people they don’t know – with girls they don’t know – and watch them fucking freeze.
Important: Don’t be those guys. Take yourself as a blank slate. Never accept yourself as a finished product. You will never reach a point where you’re “good enough.” No matter who you are, you have a lot of bad habits to unwire. Be willing to let your ego fucking go.
If I’m not getting the results I want right now, I’m doing something wrong.
Once again: Be open minded. Come at this as a blank slate.
A victim mentality is one of the hardest things to snap out of when changing who you are – or making a shift.
What happens is everyone is born happy, filled with hopes and dreams; but what happens over the years, things didn’t go exactly as I planned. Like, shit this opportunity is lost forever. Sound familiar, Adam? Remember the orgy I missed in Denver? Thankfully, unlike most guys, I didn’t give up.
Most guys try to escape reality; they try to get through their days -> go to work -> and they try to numb themselves at work.
People find other distractions to escape reality. They’re everywhere: TV shows, video games, drinking, all that shit just to forget reality – and consequently, to reinforces their victim mentality.
Important: With all these movies, social media, and video games, I don’t have to socialize anymore. I can just have internet friends. Just kidding. Fuck that. People today are very isolated. They don’t have friends – they don’t need friends – because the people in the video games are their virtual friends.
Even with people who agree they have a victim mentality, they may say, “Yeah, it sucks,” they don’t do anything about it. Making a change takes effort, they say: “There’s too much re-wiring to do,” “I’ve been a victim for too long,” etc. Taking right action, slowly snapping yourself out of it, and moving in a different direction just feels like death in comparison.
You’re never too old to make a fresh start.
The first thing to realize is that I’m not the center of the universe. Stop taking everything so personally. Lots of people – including myself – think there’s a “master plan” in my life. And that everything that happens is in relation to them, or me.
There is no master plan.
Things just happen, both good and bad.
The second thing to realize is that I’m not a unique snowflake. There’s a saying Julian quotes, “The more personal the wound, the more universal the wound.” Everyone has gone through the same shit you have.
Embrace being part of the larger whole. You’re not in this alone. Feel a sense of unity with guys who’ve been through the same shit you have – but better yet, decided to make a change.
I do this already with guys serious about learning game or who mastered it. It’s like two warriors, beaten and bloody, meeting on the battlefield. There’s a deep sense of respect for those guys.
Important: Be aware of guys who are going through the same bullshit that I am. However, never compare myself to them. This is a BIG internal problem I’ve been dealing with since the start of my pickup journey. Julian hilariously calls this issue “menvy,” or male-on-male envy.
For example, let’s say I see a guy who had a solid upbringing, positive reference experiences and girls love him. And guys who DON’T have that are like, “Man, why do I have to do all this work? I let go of victim mentality, I go out and get reference experiences talking to beautiful women- why do I have to do that when he doesn’t?”
Fuck that. Stop comparing yourself to other people.
Be aware they’re going through shit as well. Otherwise, keep your head down and focus on #1 – you.
It’s a competition of one. A competition against you.
God I need to hear this. I’m glad my menvy is going away, but it still flairs up like a disease from time to time, particularly on guys who didn’t put in as much man hours working game as I have.
Take the constraints I have in life as a given.
Important: It’s pointless to let any negative thoughts enter my mind.
If you start off with shit opportunities, use that as leverage. If you have nothing, use that as extra motivation to step it up. There’s a saying, “The enemy of the best is the good.” If someone has it easier with girls than me, he won’t have that same fire under his ass to be motivated to make a change.
Important: Instead of wishing you were the successful guy, wish you were the best version of you.
Another way to stop feeling sorry for yourself is to get out of my little world of self-pity. Stop making this about me; get a bigger purpose in life and a bigger circle of concern. Submit to a higher cause: God, volunteer work, etc.
It’s purpose over self.
No one is here to help you. You’re born alone. You die alone. Stop looking for pity from your friends, family, anyone. It’s not going to come – it’s not going to help.
Stop looking for someone else to comfort or cuddle you if you’re sad.
You have to fix yourself.
Important: If you have a victim thought, stop resisting it. Go with the flow. Embrace it -> Exaggerate it ->and then Laugh at it. Loosen up and don’t take it so seriously. Don’t identify with it.
You have all eternity to be dead.
You are alive for a very short period of time – so why not put in the effort?
Even if it takes years, what else are you going to do?
I’ve spent approximately 1 1/2 years in Milwaukee, WI. Overall, I’d say it’s an ‘ok’ city for game. It’s shadowed by it’s sister city Chicago by a long shot in terms of receptivity of girls and the sheer amount of targets available to game.
However, I’m leaving Milwaukee forever.
On 05/22/21, I’m heading back to Springfield, MO to live at my dad’s place and save up $$$ for my future endeavors.
At the moment, my goal is to save up 30k-40k before relocating to Chicago exclusively for game.
I’ll still be flying in from time to time to wing with Part2Pete and/or Fast Life, but a vast majority of my time will be spent bouncing between two prime cities: Kansas City and Springfield.
I’ll technically be living in a small town an hour away from Springfield, so my logistics are fucked.
My goal is to hit up Springfield 4 times a week. Namely Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.
RIP my car mileage.
On Friday/Saturday, I’ll be booking a Motel 6 so I only have to drive to Springfield 3 times a week. After a little research, I discovered Springfield motels run approximately $55-$65 per night, so I believe it’s entirely plausible.
After three months living in Springfield, I’ll be setting my sights on Kansas City with a total metro pop of 2.1 million. While Springfield has a metro pop of 400,000.
I’ll be hitting up Kansas City once every two weeks due to higher expenses and the fact motels are double the price compared to those in Springfield.
From 02/12/21 – 02/22/21 I ventured off to Bogota, Colombia in my first ever world game trip to become an international player and to follow the steps of Roosh V.
It was a mixed bag.
Lots of adventure, lots of learning lessons, but no Colombian flag.
I’m not disappointed – but I value the lessons I learned along the way.
Most importantly, the differences between American style game and Colombian game.
Value based game doesn’t work nearly as strong as it does in the States. I’ve tried push-pulls, being mysterious, etc. No dice. Colombianas get confused, even slightly offended since you’re not direct with your intentions. Not verbally direct (at least during night game), mind you, but through your body language and how you say things. She knows you want her and you don’t play any games to do so.
It took me 7 out of the 9 days in Colombia to realize I should run much more comfort game to get laid in Bogota.
Namely – comfort + strong, emotional energy in whatever I say.
It’s not what I say in Colombia, but how I say it.
JP was right: If you want to become successful in Colombia, your game will have to get worse before it gets better.
This report will serve as the Bogota Anthology and will consist of three field reports detailing my adventures in Colombia and with Colombian women.
Before that, however, I will give a few pieces of advice for any aspiring r/CovertPickup traveler looking to hook up with Colombian women:
- Comfort, comfort, comfort: As an American citizen (I’m assuming), your value is already sky high. I cannot stress this enough – especially if you’re a white male (race doesn’t matter, but you DO get a slight leg up if you’re white). You don’t need to put much effort. Focus on normal conversation, getting to know the girl, and emotionally spiking the interaction by speaking passionately.
Don’t overdo the push-pulls, qualifiers, or any value based game concepts.
- Having fun: As a pickup artist, I’m almost always in “terminator mode” during day game. I felt like if I just focused on having fun instead of strategically gaming these girls, I’d have better results.
- Learn Spanish – even a little bit: I had a massive disadvantage due to the fact I spoke no conversational Spanish. Emotional connection is the name of the game in Colombia and I wasn’t able to accomplish that due to the language barrier.
My only regret is it took me 7 days to realize this.
Overall, I did 76 approaches over the span of 9 days in Colombia. A few are worth logging in this report.
02/12/21 – The SIM Card Retail Girl
Synopsis: When I first landed in Bogota, I went over to the SIM Card store to connect my international phone. I met this cute Colombiana, mid-late 20s, and highly receptive. No joke, she gave me fuck-me eyes when I was buying my card.
I could feel sexual tension build up between us when I was buying my SIM card lol
At the end, I capitalized on my opportunity by asking when she got off work. When she told me it was until 6am, I had to dip and settled for the phone number instead.
She spoke a little English, but since she was already into me, we texted back and forth often.
Sticking Points: N/A. I felt I did as much as I possibly could. Logistics and her work schedule kinda fucked the set.
What I Did Right:
– Capitalized On Opportunities: I knew the SIM Card girl’s attraction for me was sky high. I didn’t go the amateur route and settle for a number. I pushed the set as far as I could by finding out her schedule + trying to pull her to a bar/club early if logistics/time was on my side.
What I Should Do Next Time: N/A. I did the best I could in that situation.
02/13/21 – The Thieves
Synopsis: After trying my hand at day game in Colombia, I discovered any set I did – despite the language barrier – resulted in a solid phone number. It didn’t matter if the set went terribly, the girl still responded. I felt pretty fuckin’ good about that. A far cry from the United States where girls flaked all the time.
So I decided to try my hand at night game next.
At first, the night went so-so.
I met a few Colombianas, but a majority of them didn’t speak English. I ran into this one crew of English speakers, but I was still running value based game – which consequently confused them.
At the end of the night, I met three hot Colombianas who spoke no English. I ran that sweet Google Translate game which seemed to work lol
They didn’t have anything planned after I asked what they were doing, so I called an Uber and off we went to my airbnb.
I had a bottle of Aguardente (Colombian hard liquor) at my apartment but no beer. Unfortunately, the girls didn’t like it, but they made do. We danced, played raggaeton on my laptop, before they started feeding me shots of Aguardente.
Man, I felt like a pimp bringing home three Colombianas. I should have noted the red flags as my drink had a slightly funny taste to it – and the fact I started feeling sleepy.
It wasn’t long until I blacked out on the bed and I woke up early next morning – sans laptop, cell phone, and peculiarly enough, my recorder I use for day game.
Fuck, I got robbed. Looking back, I didn’t think much of it. My debit card, pesos, and most of my other belongings weren’t stolen. After checking out my bank transactions, no money was lost.
Worst yet, I lost the SIM Card girl’s number and a few other leads I was pursing during my day game sessions.
– No dar Papaya: “Don’t give papaya”. It’s a Colombian saying to not give opportunities for bad shit to happen to you. I gave alot of papaya that night. Lots of red flags, but I ignored them since I was desperate to collect my Colombian flag.
What I Did Right:
– Putting Myself In New Situations: In the United States, I was exclusively a day gamer. While practicing night game, especially in Colombia, I was given the opportunity to learn and think on my toes how to escalate, how to handle groups, and move my way through the social hierarchy with no Spanish.
What I’ll Do Next Time:
– Be Cautious: Of course, there’s a fine balance between being paranoid and being cautious, but mentally note any red flags I spot from girls.
Comments: Give no papaya, especially in blatantly obvious situations.
02/16/21 – The Cali Dancer
Synopsis: This is where the real lessons begin.
I read Gringo Tuesdays at Vintrash is where the party is, especially for Colombianas looking to practice their English.
It’s true, but you have to contend with other gringos looking to compete for the small pool of women who hit up the club.
Needless to say, after chatting up a few people early in the night, I ran into this cute Colombiana from Cali. She was a hard HB 6, an aspiring actress, and a dancer with a feisty personality.
She spoke nearly perfect English and given her personality, I figured running my ‘ol American value game would work.
At least, I thought it would.
I spiked her emotions, her BT was running high, and I thought I had this set in the bag.
But all of a sudden, this Leon the Professional lookin’ Argentinian stepped in. He looked harmless, rather introverted so I payed him no mind. He wasn’t a threat. Boy, was I wrong.
He was patient, bidding his time while I verbally fought off AMOGs by stepping into their conversation with the Cali dancer and taking the frame.
The fucker snuck right up under me.
Next thing I know, he’s talking normally with my target. Nothing special from the surface. So I decide to hit the bathroom. I figured she’d ignore him since he seemed so boring and mundane.
I come back – and she’s got her arm wrapped around him!
I was seriously confused.
I mean, who was this guy? I ran picture perfect American game on her, and he’s nuzzling up to this old, balding Leon the Professional lookin’ dude.
They switched from English, and then to Spanish, and then it hit me.
It’s the fact he’s able to relate to her in their mother language. Comfort truly is the name of the game in Colombia. While I may have spiked her BT, what really matters is emotionally connecting with a Colombiana. None of this “clown game” ran in the States.
This was the beginning of my realization that American style game just wouldn’t work in Colombia.
It was surface level, but once I saw the Argentinian pull this girl into an Uber, it really hit me.
I put in all this effort, and some low-energy guy whisks my target away like nothing? My game was lacking and I was beginning to figure that out.
– High-energy, American style game: This is when I began to realize running Western style game just wouldn’t work. Yes, I fucked up by running value game, but I knew I was doing something wrong…
What I Did Right:
– Realizing the Type of Game Required: … Which leads into the next point of running a comfort based game. Getting to know the girl, being fun, not an entertainer, but rather a guy who is into her.
What I’ll Do Next Time:
– When In Doubt…: … run comfort game, especially in “easy” countries like Colombia, Poland, Ukraine, etc. If comfort game doesn’t work, switch to American style game.
Comments: God damn Argentinians.
02/18/21 – The Amazonian Paisa
Synopsis: After some research, I discovered a bar called Meeting House in Santa Fe, Bogota. It’s an international club made for Colombians / gringos to practice a multitude of languages – although, let’s be honest, primarily English.
I met this gigantic Paisa (a person from Medellin), approximately 186cm (6’1”) tall, and with her gay friend. She was a hairdresser, didn’t speak any English, and her friend acted as an intermediary between us.
I took Fast Life’s advice and simply had fun instead of focusing on game.
Since I wasn’t focused on getting laid, I didn’t use many game techniques a PUA would normally use in the States.
All I did was rely on tonality + body language.
She loved it.
Even though it wasn’t ideal her friend acted as a translator between the two of us, I built up comfort by checking out pictures on her phone and making comments on them.
What really took the cake was a little game we played: La Gringa or La Colombiana.
She’d show me pictures (oftentimes risque) on her phone and I’d decide if she’d dress / pose like a white Western girl or a Colombiana. I saw multiple pictures of her in a bikini showing off her gigantic culo, and I’d smirk before nodding and saying ‘la Colombiana’.
It was incredibly fun and it ramped up sexual tension in mere minutes.
When Meeting House closed, I had my arm wrapped around her while the friend chatted with us. What I love about Colombian guys is they simply don’t care if you’re going to fuck their friend – compare that to the US where mate / friend guarding is the norm.
We took an Uber to my airbnb and we started texting dirty shit to each other.
Me: “Que te gusta? Pareces muy dominante” (What do you like? You seem very dominant)
Her: “I like pleasure”
Me: “I’ll show you pleasure”
Her: “yes and how will you show me pleasure”
Me: “You’ll find out”
Her: “yes that rich”
Sweet God, I was moments away from victory. The Colombian flag I so desperately wanted was in the palm of my hands.
I got impatient. I fucked up so bad. It was such an obvious game mistake and I’ve been kicking myself in the ass for it so hard. I made a stupid, uncalibrated and thirsty move that even normal guys would have avoided.
At the tail end of our Uber drive, I chatted to the Paisa’s friend, “Yo bro, I think she wants to… you know.”
“Yeah man, I think she’s down if you know what I mean.”
The Paisa butts in, “Como?”
As we get out of the Uber he tells he what I said and her ASD kicks in hard. She shakes her head and waves bye to me. I play it cool, non-needy, but secretly inside I’m cursing myself so hard for being so fucking impatient.
Yes, I need to push, push, push the set as far as fucking possible, but this was too uncalibrated. Way too uncalibrated.
Hell, I was so depressed I took the next day off to reflect on my actions and chilled out in my airbnb.
– Overexcitement: At the end of the night, my focus shifted from having fun to getting the Colombian flag. I got far too excited and wanted to rush things as fast as humanly possible – which killed the set. If I just had a little patience, I have no doubt I would have gotten the notch.
– Being WAAAAAY Too Impatient: This leads up to the next point. I was impatient and even though I knew the interaction was going 100% smoothly as possible – my big brain felt it was a good idea to shoo the third wheel off so I can isolate my target.
– Handling the Friend: As someone new to night game I had no idea how to isolate the Paisa from her friend. I figured I’d escalate with him in my airbnb and either Uber back to his place or fuck, I don’t know, watch lol if he was a voyeur.
What I Did Right:
– Lead, Lead, Lead: I lead the Paisa and her friend into my Uber and pretty much became the alpha of the group. I pulled the trigger when I felt the opportunity was right and moved the interaction forward.
What I’ll Do Next Time:
– Let Things Flow Naturally: Remember what Fast Life said, you’re banging 10 chicks just like the Paisa. Don’t be in a rush. Just run proper game without your cock getting in the way. If my brain tells me to do something I know is obviously stupid, ignore it.
Just play the cool, calm guy who gets laid all the time.
Comments: Impatience is the enemy. Be calm. Be casual. Let things flow as they may.
02/20/21 – The Biologist & Fucking Up A Perfect Opportunity with LSD
Synopsis: On my last night in Bogota, I didn’t care about getting laid, but rather just focusing on having fun. My day game sessions started getting good once I realized I should run comfort game + leading, but it was a bit too late to capitalize on my numbers.
At the beginning of the night, I ran into this dude from Luxembourg, his girlfriend, and his roomie.
I focused on idle chit-chat before naturally affixing my attention to his roomie – a Colombiana who spoke very little English, but enough to get by.
She was sweet, initially neutral before I slowly began turning her receptive by “mi practicar Espanol y tu practicar Ingles.”
I had fun giving her compliments and holding fun, random conversations with her, which increased her comfort level.
After I asked her, “tu bailar?”, we went to the dance floor and partied hard; especially since Meeting House was playing techno music that night.
After a while the Luxembourgian pulled me in and whispered, “Do you like her?” To which I looked him in the eye and said, “Yes.”
Like, serious expression, I don’t give a fuck “yes”.
He laughed and said, “Good bro. She’s into you, too. Keep going.”
Thankfully, I learned my lesson with the Paisa a few nights before to not rush the set, so I played it cool the whole night.
Her attraction just kept going up up up!
Once midnight hit, we walked out of Meeting House to hit up an after party, before the Luxembourgian guy stopped us and offered me acid.
Shit, my big brain started formulating plans to escalate and dreamed up the following:
Imagine- we’re in bed together, tripping our asses off. I begin sweet talking her slowly, as we begin moving together. Our hands touch. Then I kiss her. Before sweet, acid-inducing sex.
… But what I didn’t realize is my target was used to tripping out on acid and ingesting lots of drugs.
Meanwhile, I haven’t taken hard drugs in years.
As you can imagine, she handled LSD very well. I got super, super high. Even when I was tripping balls, my mind fixated on game – and consequently, how I was losing my target due to acid.
Aaaaand I had a bad trip. A really bad trip.
I huddled up outside by myself, paranoid, trying to desperately figure out how to handle the set given my current mental state.
At the end of the night, we all went back to their apartment, before my target got tired and fell asleep.
I called an Uber back to my airbnb and that was that.
– Don’t Do Drugs, Kids: Everything was going so well. I figured popping acid wouldn’t hurt and shit, ease escalation by making us both susceptible to our primal urges. Didn’t happen. Just game sober like I usually do.
What I Did Right:
– Good Comfort Game: I spent hours working on my target. She began rubbing my back, devoting attention to me, and when I went for a cigarette, she asked if I’d return. Good IOIs and all I had to do was keep acting normal.
What I’ll Do Next Time:
– Don’t Do Drugs, Obvs: Title says all lol