Out in Black

Learning Game: Reports from the Field

Tag: London

September 19th, 2016

Two things I forgot to mention from the other night. When the bouncer at XOYO was checking my wallet for drugs he found my condoms and looked at me. “I plan on getting laid” I said to him. Sure enough… The other thing is that I tried to pull the girl into the bathroom. I was nervous to do it, but that’s how you learn. Do something when it makes you nervous. I tried pulling her in twice but she wouldn’t go. I was trying for the guy’s bathroom though. Probably next time I would try for the girls.

Last night I went to two bars and between them I opened the only set of girls. Shit was dead. Then I opened some adorable Italian girls on the street. And that was my last night in London. Just a little something to keep the momentum going, nothing to write home about. Back to Berlin and I’ll be going out with the mates and we’re going to make something happen. Ten days left, let’s get pulls for everyone!

Also, new thought on moving a girl who’s sitting down. We chat for a few minutes, then on an emotional high point I introduce myself, shake her hand firmly, don’t let go and pull her up. Spin her then pull her to the dance floor. I think this has huge potential, I’m going to try it in the coming nights.


-Momentum makes everything so much easier. It’s why skipping even one night is a bad idea, no matter how tired or out of it you are.
-Approaches are so easy! When you feel like you’re offering value, opening a girl is a chance to make her night better.
-I’m hooked on going out. I’m looking forward to pulling even more and cuter girls as well.

September 18th, 2016

I want to preface everything I’m about to say with some real honesty. These girls were not that attractive. If they walked past you on the sidewalk you wouldn’t turn around to look back. They literally stretch the idea of a 7 to it’s very breaking point. Full disclosure achieved, here we go.

I fucked a British girl last night, on her small bed, while making out with her friend lying right next to us. Had the friend been just a little bit more attractive I could have made it a threesome, but she just wasn’t good enough to get it. So it was a twosome with me and a girl from London. From beginning to end it was a straightforward pull and went something like this.

I go to XOYO club (which is super cool and definitely worth checking out). I walk in and go to coat check to stow my backpack. In front of me are two girls (who have no idea they’ll be seeing me very naked later on). I ask how much coat check is and we talk about how expensive everything is in London. Then they leave and I go off and meet some Norwegians. We talk for a few minutes and I see the same girls coming up. I grab them, tell them to meet my Norwegian friends, and they all start talking. I was totally fine with the Norwegian dudes taking these girls, I would have felt like I did some good in the world. But they bailed and left me the girls. I grabbed the cuter one and started leading.

Upstairs and dance. Too crowded, back downstairs. She wants me to kiss her but I’m holding off. I know she’s not going anywhere and so when we do kiss ten minutes later it’s nice. I’m dead sober and am the life of the party. That felt better than getting laid even. Being able to go out and have lots of energy and really nice state without alcohol. It’s funny, this has been unlocked in the last few weeks and I think drinking may have done it. It’s like by drinking beer and lording the German clubs and having so, so much fun, I learned the blueprint of how to do it. And now I can do it sober more often.

After two hours of dancing and making out we go to a new club which is also really cool. London has some sweet spots! The friend keeps asking me if I’m going back to their hotel room with them. I’m like yeah, sure, which is eventually what happens. And after some uncomfortableness we all end up on the bed with the lights out and I use both my condoms and the cuter British girl gets great sex and the friend gets her massive boobies played and made out with while I’m fucking the other girl and no sex.

So that was my night. I wouldn’t do it again. The girl I hooked up with was seriously pushing the border of what I consider doable. Not just her body but that she was always on her phone and kind of aloof and stupid. But that’s ok because it all helps me to have higher standards and screen girls more and be serious about it. A girl can tell when you’re screening because you heard that’s what you’re supposed to do, or when you’re screening because you’re seriously considering rejecting her.

Today is my last day in London and I don’t have anything planned. If nothing else I’ll do a bit of daygame in the park or go find tickets to some other EDM event. Going out is fun and the experiences are nuts.


-Carrying two condoms in the wallet instead of one is clutch beyond clutch. Also, I have to buy more condoms.
-It was a wonderful blast to be the life of the party dead sober.
-I can work and be logical then get into the club vibe. I like that.
-What happens in London, stays in London.
-Beig LOUD is awesome! When I yell in the club girls look and walk close to me and all that. It’s almost freaky.
-Merging that set yesterday was fun, I’d like to do that more.

September 17th, 2016

I felt like a little kid yesterday. Ministry of Sound was awesome, it deserves whatever reputation it has. Four different areas, four DJs, four times the awesome. I get there and talk to a German girl. I try to move her. Nothing, but I tried. I dance with a huge group of people for fifteen minutes and we’re the center of the party. I try to dance with a cute Indian girl, she refuses. Later I try to dance with another girl, who also refuses. I don’t know whether I’ve gotten worse at dance floor approaches or fewer people dance together in Europe. Probably the former.

At some point an exuberant gentleman slams into me, turns around and says “Hello! I’m from Norway.” I think that’s funny as hell and I decide to open with it. Later, sitting on top of a subwoofer the size of a Harley Davidson, I turn to the cute girl next to me and say “Hey, I’m from Norway! I love this club.” Then the bass kicks back in and nobody can hear anything.

So let’s be honest. Last night I did about 11% of what I’m capable of doing on an amazing night. However, I’m still happy with myself because I’m out solo & sober in a foreign city and I’m keeping the momentum alive. Tonight I’m going to another club that made DJ Mag’s top 100. I’m knocking these clubs off the bucket list left and right and feeling swell.


-Momentum is hard to get back once it’s lost. It’s so much easier to just maintain it.
-Ministry of sound is nifty. Video coming soon.
-When I grab a girl’s hand to dance, grab firmly! No more limp dying Nemo fish shit.

September 16th, 2016

Nothing to write home about yesterday. I got into London sometime around 10 in the morning. Straight from the club last night at 3, what an experience. I talked to an Italian girl as we were waiting for the bus. Once the bus came we didn’t sit next to each other and I was glad. I’m not naturally a talker, and on 30 minutes of sleep I’m really not a talker. Once we get to downtown London I got to see the world’s biggest dildo.

At my hostel a few hours later I see this cute girl bartender. I’ve been drinking too much in Germany and I’m not having any alcohol in the UK. But I still want to talk to her. I feel the fear of doing so and that’s how I know I absolutely have to. And I do. And it was fine and afterwards I felt good about myself. That was just enough to keep the momentum up. If I didn’t do that one approach yesterday I would be feeling 50% less social today. Instead I feel great and I’m ready to go to Ministry of Sound tonight and have a blast! Goal for tonight: 6 approaches.


-Just doing one approach that your brain says no to can be enough to keep momentum
-Being social feels good.
-Fuck the fear.

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