I’m mentally exhausted from pickup. My голова doesn’t know what to make of it all. Went out last night and ran into everyone. Leaving the first bar I bumped into a wingman and we bounced to another bar. Opened a bit then we separated. Collided with another wingman who I almost got an apartment with. We opened for half an hour then it broke up. Another wingman showed up but I was talking to a cute girl so he bounced. Didn’t see him again. Standing outside the bar I saw my natural friend. I’ve been out with him the last two nights, tearing shit up. I shouted him over and we spent the rest of the night opening everything. This guy is one of the few people I’ve ever met who opens more than me, he’s an animal. Stayed out till 2:30 then called it a night.


*Social calibration is overrated. My natural buddy seems to ignore most social conventions and he told me that he’s slept with 40 or 50 women this year. However, he ignores social conventions in a productive way. He said to me,

Man, I’ve fucked so many girls this year that I just don’t give a fuck. I’m crazy, I’ll do anything! I give a fuck if she leaves.”

*I got sucked in by my friend last night and I wasn’t acting like my normal self. I used to be a weird little dude who over analyzed the living fuck out of social situations in a really creepy way. I don’t do that anymore but I am aware that I need to find a way to keep my level of awesome up, even when I’m with a dominant guy. I think that comes down to opening my own sets and being more independent. By the end of the night he was opening 90% of the sets and he had the momentum.

*Although my friend blows me out of the water when it comes to sleeping with women, he did say that I’m better than him at keeping a conversation going. He says he runs out of stuff to say sometimes. That was cool to hear, given that when I started this was a problem for me as well. I’ve come a long way.

*We did try to stop several groups of models. They were not having it. I was not having it, my brain had shut down 45 minutes ago. Nobody was having anything.

*Best part of the night was the 15 or 20 minutes I spent talking to this really cute girl. It was great, there were 2 or 3 times I could feel this weird feeling of self-sabotage rising. That little voice that wants me to say something totally stupid and act weird to fuck it up. I squashed that bitch. I asked for her number and she said no but that’s OK. I was really just looking that I asked, I can’t control the response.