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Tuesday 24 September 2019

Polish Blond fail

            Daygames been hard lately, due to a stressful financial deal I'm involved with my vibe management has been draining me and going by my results the girls too, being turned over by lazy twats who need constant micro management has me shook and left my vibe is underlined with rage..obviously a huge obstacle, if I didn't know my mad skills I wouldn't be suffering.


                              



             My regular wing is in Lagos moaning about how he can't game, CT is having another meltdown and Cai's game has crashed since finding a tinder girlfriend so I prowl with noobs.

              For a long time I used to enjoy spazzing them out by pulling a fast number close or doing a high pressure open, but now I get nothing from it & I just want to get laid with quality totty not play dancing monkey to a boys club. Youngs & millenniums seem to lack the patience and guts to go toe to toe with the DG grind, I worry this will lead to the scaling back or dying of the daygame arts, guess this has its pro's and cons, pro's being less beginner street harassment and cons being a dip in the refinery and high calibre wings. I suspect the only way this stops is if some media exposure on the upside, unlikely with the increasingly far left British media, wait who's that in the pic below you ask?   you got it its my beautiful body language on Oxford st.

"you look like good girl who's been locked in a leather factory"

                      I'm doing what any self respecting heterosexual guy is doing in summer..trying to bang young girls, after a couple of ok sets to nowhere I see a tall catty blond staring at an undisclosed part of Soho square, I make chase and follow her half way down Greek street before jumping in front an telling her she looks like Snow White an accusing her of losing her 7 dwarfs..I note the sparkle in her eyes an label her a yes or strong maybe, the rest is downhill..we swap numbers an she parts saying "this was the best part of my day" always glad to be of service madam.
Her..(If she'd been hotter) 
                  Three days later when we meet up at Soho square and its hug an bounce to the long acre,I order her to find seats while I get the booze an we're off to a good start as she selects one in a dark corner..trying to build vibe, I accuse the barmaid about being an alcoholic and return to the table carrying alcohol and a smile on my chops, probing her sexuality, I'm met with rigidity but decide to pull her in anyway..she takes it but is holding frame and my senses are starting to whisper that this ain't happening.

              En route to venue 2 she says she has to get up early so I shove her into a pissy doorway and snog her placing her hand on my now hard cock..she rubs reservedly an I'm praying for a buying temperature that could rival a Kilimanjaro volcanic eruption, the kind that leaves Tanzania or in this case her work life in a chaos..it's my only shot at bundling her into the uber that I just ordered over her shoulder slyly..as the dopey worn torn countrymen uber twat shows & calls me instead of pulling up in front of wok-to-walk as instructed, I explain while walking that we're going for a night cap before I send her home..


HB pol: whats a night cap?
me: the last drink of the night..you gotta try my raspberry brandy
her: err I should really go..
me: Don't worry I'll get you home later..in one piece
her: erm erm I gotta go..walks away..

              Its burned and I walk home suspecting I escalated too fast an the only way I bang her now is if the gods throw me a gift, still my daygame did its job I tell myself while walking home wondering what kind of porn I'll watch later. +0

Monday 23 September 2019

Flashlight

            Have a listen to the golden era of music you read this, the Parliament understood.


                 The flashlight has been written about many times and its a pain in the ass.
It follows you like an escaped POW trying to escape the prison compound, when it catches you it feels like everyone watching your every move, its ruined many daygame sessions, particularly solo ones.

                Today you may switch it off briefly and turn in some solid sets that may or may not work out to be fruitful but you know it'll be back tomorrow as you are old friends.

                A close friend and guy once asked by Krauser to come out and wing him is now inactive, he even did a "kill AA event" with Sasha and now doesn't game at all due to his fear of the clubs..Flashlight.

Read this..but I still gave a fuck :( 

                     As everyone knows in big Cities no one gives a shit what you do, so why does Flashlight piss on so many parades? I had a student once who couldn't even ask a girl the time..when I asked why? he said everyone will look at him.

                     After a while of living with flashlight you get an instinct of when it building and it only takes an approach or two to dumb its power, if one of the sets goes well it will often vanish completely, and only then can the indifference threshold be crossed.

indifference threshold

                                      
    For a player that wants to turn off the flashlight follow these Shaolin steps to freedom:
  1. Reach slightly outside your grasp, as the months and years go by you better be getting better, otherwise your ass is getting worse.
  2. Live in a way that pays tribute to your talents, you gotta feed them as much stimulation as you can!, otherwise they'll die.
  3. Never ignore the DNA tug, weaseingl some sets is bro big deal but when you get blessed with the fizzy nectar coursing through your veins, don't fuck about, just go.
  4. Always have fun in game/life..you'll tap more ass, you'll enjoy stuff more..no brainer.
            If you feel shit its down to health,wealth or relationships. Which one is lacking? root it out and spend your time on it, the progress speed of its development will be much less beneficial than the mental boost you'll get from knowing progress is being made, no matter how slow it is.

                    "Just what you want to be, you will be in the end"
                                                                                                     -

Justin Hayward





     









Saturday 21 September 2019

The biggest Alpha

Its every gamers goal to be the biggest alpha that they can be..



wanna hit Oxford st?
  
why?
-Get more access to highest grade pussy possible..
-more control over your own life path..
-no one tends to fuck with you..
or is it a primal urge that has been scribed into us via thousands of years of evolution, that society has stifled over time and only a handful can coax out. Either way its clear that some Men are born with a character that naturally leads, and the vibe one gets from the presents of these select micro group is a unique blend of control,dicision and vision, so here I'm going to rank my top alpha. I worked for him for a year and the vibe that man carried remains the strongest influence thats stuck with me, obviously he's a role model that I've tried to simulate, meeting him when I was 19 was a good thing as strong male role models were scarce, and they still are.

1. Micheal Roux

          Micheal Roux is owner and chef of Le Gavroche  The sheer charisma of the man was mind blowing and insisted on your full attention al all times, his determination to task was intense. Theres no doubt bringing these qualities to the street results in a knee deep in clunge scenario.



                               
I'd be fucking good at daygame..



         I've been watching some Good daygamers lately and have noticed theres a lot of similarities in their vibe, its refreshing to watch, when daygame displays clean authenticity, charisma and dertermination the vibe is as mesmerising to gamers as it is to the bird on the receiving end, its simply pure. The authenticity of it can't be faked by Depak or any other random chump. For some people it can be achieved through natural means like Michel Roux or Steve Jabba but that concept is completely foreign to people like me. The rest of us needed the shrill dose of reality that a thousand street sets gives you to wake the fuck up.

       Gamers greatest weapon to combat 'Gammerness' is Daygame as its real world feedback won't let your train head in the wrong direction for too long.