Number close on big rack charity fundraiser

Since deleting most of my blog posts, I haven’t checked back in much but it seems I’m still getting hits. Strange.

I have been away for a few months. I went to live in another city in order to study, and had a lot of fun applying the game I had learnt. I am now back in London, and re-animating my daygame from its cryogenic freeze, à la Han Solo (or Wesley Snipes in Demolition Man).

While I was outside of London, I found my daygame severely hampered. Simply put, I was scared of approaching in a small city with a large student population. So I focussed on building lasting fuck-buddy/casual relationships with girls who I met through social circle and at student activities. A couple of one-night stands also came my way. I ended up with three casual relationships with undergraduate girls.

The interesting thing was that I really wasn’t trying very hard – all that daygaming shot my confidence through the roof in all areas of my life, and I found it easy to flirt with girls in a non-game setting, which I had found hard to do.

Anyway, having been back in London for a few days, I found the old itch needed scratching. London is the city for daygame. It is so unfathomably huge that you are essentially anonymous, and it is full of cute, middle-class girls in their early twenties who have moved from the provinces and are finding it hard to meet a man who isn’t a total mong, i.e. most young men their age.

I hadn’t intended to go out to pick up a girl, but as I went to the bike shop to pick up some parts I was accosted by a very cute girl with big brown eyes, dark hair and a righteous rack. She was working for a charity, trying to hook people in to some sponsorship scheme. I walk past her, then turn around and smile at her. I tell her that she’s working in a shit job, and I feel sorry for her as I used to do it too (lie).

Strong eye contact, lowered voice (inspired by Krauser’s piece on picking up girls in shops from a while back). Various chit-chat, I DHV a bit and tease, she self-consciously plays with her hair. She’s giving me a boner with those eyes, so I say I have to go and ask for her number.

She laughs, pulls away from me and says “no way”. Now, back in the day I’d have taken this as a cue and backed off, but I stay standing there and continue talking to her, I laugh a bit to show I’m not bothered, and a couple of minutes later decide to say goodbye. She falters, then says, “hey, you’re actually pretty awesome, aren’t you?” “Yes”, I say, ” I am”. And she gives me her number and asks me for mine.

Anyway, it feels good to be back daygaming.