Monday, January 5, 2009

Lost Opportunities and the Moment

There are two areas that I want to improve in the next few weeks.

First, I've let too many opportunities pass. I know life gives us only a limited number of opportunities, each is precious and not to be wasted. Letting it go, is worse than fucking up. It is giving up. During day game last Saturday, I should have been more aggressive in pursuing these opportunities. Also, when I got the phone # of the stripper before Christmas, I shouldn't have waited until after New Years to call her. She doesn't remember me anymore, and this is a perfect opportunity wasted.

So I'm going to exploit all opportunities. Open sets that I want to open, even if I don't feel quite right. After sets hook, escalate the interaction until it can't go any further. No more excuses; no more slacking.

Second, I think I'm a bit intimidated by the moment. A lot of the time, I'm not living in the here-and-now. My thoughts wander to the past or the future at the most critical of times. I'm not prepared for the intensity of the moment and the pressure gets to me. For example, when I called the HBStripper the first time, I was expecting to get to voicemail and I know what I was going to say. But I wasn't prepared when she actually picked up the phone. I think deep down, I panicked and I left the moment. The interaction wasn't optimal. The second time I called her, I expected her to pick up, but it went to voicemail instead. Again, I wasn't prepared, thoughts ran through my head that had nothing to do with the moment. I left a message that was rushed and not what I wanted. Again, I crumbled under the moment.

What I'm going to do is live more in the moment. I'm going to focus, mediate, and train myself to stay in the moment, until it no longer intimidate me. This is probably harder of the two goals, but I'll take it one small step at a time. Eventually I want to be able to "be myself" in the moment; live it, breath it, and swim in it.

Some days, it's hard work. Somedays, it's just hard.

Friday, January 2, 2009

One set that makes it all worthwhile

On NYE, I went out with whim to a dance party on the Embarcadero. The goal was more to have fun rather than game. Two reasons, I'm not all that interested in pulling drunk sluts at the moment and pulling on NYE is way too much pressure. I could do without either, so I went out to have fun. And it was fun.

But once you start on the PUA road, there is no turning back... not really. So we opened as many sets as we could. It was surprisingly easy to open sets in that venue. Most sets didn't go anywhere, some sets almost went somewhere, but my skills at night game still needs a lot of work. Namely, I'm still not comfortable with aggressive kino. But that's another story for another time. What I wanted to write about is one particular set, one particular girl, that once again reminded me why I'm on this bumpy road.

She's a blonde (not much of a surprise here), and she looks a lot like Rachel McAddams. I opened her group but couldn't quite hook; she kept getting lead off by her friends. Finally I did corner her and asked for her "story". She bet me a dollar that I wouldn't have heard of her job. Of course, I took her on. Turns out, she's a genetic counsellor. I guess she's used to getting hit on by less intelligent types. I was very impressed, in turn I impressed her a bit with what I knew. She was hooked and I SOI'd. Then I asked for her relationship situation. She and her friends laughed, then showed me her engagement ring.

But this is exactly why I wanted to be a PUA. A few months ago I would not have had the skill to do that, to take destiny into my own hands and leave no stones unturned. Interacting with her, even if nothing happened, is exactly what I live for. Finding a girl that is sexy and smart in this world, is like hunting for diamonds in a coal mine. But getting close like this tells me it's not impossible, in fact, it's very probable. I just have to keep putting myself out there.

This year is going to be awesome.