Note Taking Time

In this past week I have been very busy entertaining but also denying some of my precious. HBcowtown left this morning and we had alot of conversations that in which I learned more about how a female brain works. And thats where notes come into play.

-Young girls are soo naive. HBcowtown is 19 and from what I saw with her out partying downtown she doesn’t realize whats really happening. She met a mutual aquaintance of mine who is a complete natural. He is also a little skeezy. She fell in love with him instantly, bowing at his every command. Now HBcowtown being young and naive didn’t catch onto any of this, while HBdaddysgirl who met him at the exact same time saw right through him. She didn’t like him at all. He is a pushy guy but there is lots to learn from him which is another portion of my notes.

- 18 year olds can be very direct. I was selling some product at a concert the other day, so I was going up to everyone trying to push it. Never tie your shows again. Its actually a pretty awesome product and your laces never come untied. I wear em on my shoes for the gym. Anyway the attention and humour i brought about to help sell this product also yielded ungodly results with everyone. I generally avoid girls that are not of university age yet so I never attempted to get anywhere other then selling. They would directly ask for numbers, a kiss, etc. One actually offered me a favour in an outhouse… how romantic.

- Girls talk… alot. Good or bad if you have lady friends together odds are part of the conversation will revolve around you. Especially if they are both interested. HBcowtown and HBdaddysgirl hung out together and then cowtown relayed some of their conversation back to me. From this i learned:

when she asks about girls i meet and stuff and i play it normal and just agree and stuff she doesn’t like it. Either she is jealous or not but apparently it makes her feel awkward.

Once you start hanging out for more then a month they start to search for commitment.

If you aren’t being needy at all sometimes they search for something you want to make you needy.

When chillin with this other guy that is a champion I learned alot.

- There are no rules. My jaw was on the ground watching and hearing some of the things from him. He would walk in front of 10 girls stretch out his arms and say stop. Instantly they would all be at his attention bowing to his every command. No one was off limits. Sexual comments to 16 year olds, mom’s, grandma’s you name it, it was all congruent with his vibe.

- I don’t give a fuck. The two of us approached a 10 and an 11 and had their full attention for 15 minutes. They were bartenders of course. He got the number and told them we would call em later. He pushed to leave, I wanted to stay and continue with em. We ejected. He never called them or anything. I was kinda shocked, and he just said “I will call em some other time we got shit to do”. So we go and find more honeys.

- Make something out of nothing. Wings and beer weren’t just wings and beer. It was a glorious outing to a amazing pub for the best wings in town and the coldest beer. And after that there was no going home. It was a Whipped Cream Bikini party with the ladies. On a night where I would have pulled her back to my place to show her my favorite movie, he suggested whipped cream bikini’s. Gold pure gold.

A few other minor notes and queries:

- a few weeks ago I met a HBkaren. Great interaction and all that shit but only the number. During my outings she has been at a numerous amount of these bars. Of the last 5 i have caught a glance of her at 4. But she almost runs when she sees me. All of these times I have seen her I have been with a different girl, actually one night i ran into her twice with different girls. She works at the mall as well and similarily a different girl. HBkaren has run cold on me. I still get replies to my texts, they are shitty and closing. Stuff like “are you kidding me”. I am gonna plow this one into the ground. I feel like there is still some attraction, but my “playerish” lifestyle seems to be scaring her away.

- I am having trouble keeping up. Its like Mombo #5. HBcowtown gave me a lecture the other day. She said I am cheating on my girls. Maintaining the fact that none of these are exclusive I defended myself. Her logical side was telling me that “You must date only 1 girl and fall for her hard (her thoughts were that daddysgirl and i should become exclusive).” Getting frustrated I plainly told her that it was an oldschool mentality and that I do what makes me happy.

Get your head in Gear

Wow I have really fallen behind on my posts since HBcowtown arrived. Originally I thought it would be a cool thing but it turns out to be a bit of a pain. I will give ya  a little detail on her. I have been friends with her since back in the day of jr high. Haha actually she was probably one of the first cold approach pickups i ever had. Long before I discovered what it was to actually meet a girl. Anyway we have been friends since. We both had huge long term relationships of death and helped each other through it. She is a naive little blond, that has strong christian influenced values. Great girl and funny but I have never really felt her.
Since HBcowtown has arrived we have been out every night. I think in the last 14 days I have had one night off. A nice little stint.
She knows of about 25% of my exploits, alot of them are to much for her in my opinion. She also knows that I am a bit of a ladies man, although she doesn’t agree she accepts and humours it. I truly trust this girl and thats why thus far she has met three of my sensational lovers. I am gonna break this into two posts, but this one is more of an update and the next will be a bit of a note taking session.
The Do Me (wednesday night)

Wednesday I worked the day shift and then came home to beer and bbq at my place. My roomie for next year brought her best friend over to chill. Wow she was cuter then I remembered. “hey whats up?” after 5 min I isolated her onto my patio for a long chat about the sun and the surf. We all get drunk. Then a friend fires us a ride downtown.  Enter bar at midnight. Noone is there but the 6 of us… hammered. I thought to myself in the car ride there “Man i am f**kin hammered right now, I need to stop drinking so I can talk to ladies.” So I stop drinking. Thats a bad mindset, i think, I shouldn’t have my level of drunkeness affect my desires. It should be instinct see girl, talk to girl, fuck her phone number. Haha I am eliminating my phone number gathering.

Anyway as bar picked up I became lame, no chance I would sober up before the end of the night so I became in a shitty mood. It showed too, my FANTASMIC smile of eternal sunshine didn’t mean shit all if I wasn’t really having fun.

I ran into HBkoolaid and her friends at the bar… and it enlightened me but nothing great. Things are still bomb with her… we are going our for soy ice cream soon. Hahaha.

Thursday

I decided to pull my chariot on Friday night for a bit of a change. I ran into a number of ladies. Haha actually one I had hooked up with a few weeks ago from a different bar and forgot about. Woops, I didn’t realize the was already one I had played with until I went through the pictures on my phone the next day. Great times none the less.

Straightup and myself met up with a few girlies he has been playin for a little while. They are cute but honestly not my type, but I figured lend a hand when you can or well in this case a body. We took them on a romantic waterfront tour in which we had them making out. I also took the motorboat for a spin with each of them.

This was the first time I have blatantly motorboated a few ladies. It was very comical. After reading Jeffy’s Newsletter this morning I realized it was all because of congruence. Simply put it was part of my frame so it worked great. Hell I got texts from each of them later saying come motorboat me again later.

Friday

I hit the golden sands of the beach with 2 buddies, HBcowtown and Daddysgirl. The girls hit off nicely. HBcowtown knows not to talk about her sharing my bed or the other things. It was very good for me to have those two distracted so I could meet some new friends along the beach. A few minor encounters but nothing of significance.

I pulled cart again last night but only for a few hours. Before doing so I had to pick up HBcowtown and a buddy from HBdaddysgirls place where a party was going on. It was supposed to be a small gathering but it ended up getting out of control later, but I will get back to that.

Lately my demeanor towards new woman has been off. I think I am demonstrating to high value, almost a bit of an ego. This I gotta work on. This abundance thing has gotten a bit to my head and I need a kick in the ass to get back in line. I am still getting a few numbers a night but like Ozzie says you can’t fuck a number.

Back to daddysgirl. I get a call at 2:30 am that I miss because I am busy chatting up my precious. Crying and call me right away shenanigans. I knew the party was getting outta hand when I left her place the first time but hell she is a big girl and could deal with it. Apperently a bunch of drunk 19yr olds were being stupid and instead of 15 people there was more like 75 and the house was a mess. Daddysgirls rents were out of town and she was looking after the house with her brother. A few of the lil’uns were insulting her and it really hurt her feelings. Ahh crazy ladies. When I wrote my “notes” I will talk more about how I feel about this and my thoughts on the situation.

Girls thoughts on girls

On Monday a friend of mine(HBcowntown) arrived visiting from cowtown. We have never really had a thing between us mostly just friends…. from years of chodeliness I can attribute. Anyway she has seen my transformation and knows of many of my exploits and although she doesn’t fully agree with it she is pretty cool about it.
Leading up to this week I have been half fearing and half looking forward to seeing her. The fear… what do I do about all my other affections while she is here and second what will my affections think about this. I had told most of them that she will be crashing at my place for the whole week and that I have to “entertain” her and I am working lots so might not be all that available. Coolbeans.

Upon her arrival last night I had to cancel on Daddysgirl so I could pick her up at the airport. I thought this was bad… it sounded that way. Well I had told HBcowtown about daddysgirls parents owning a restraunt. She got excited and I told her all about daddysgirl. She was cool about it. So today I told daddysgirl more about cowtown and they both wanna meet. That fear taken care of.
Last night when talking to daddysgirl i told her that we would go underwear shopping and eat at mcdonalds. She didn’t believe me, but when we actually did she loved it. Haha more random amusement we picked some underwear for her to wear for me. Haha love the sexual talk and stuff. While at the mall we run into “HBkaren”. Immediately i feel jealousy from both of them… uh oh. Nah they are both receptive, realizing that neither of them is my only girl so watch out.

A big thing I learned was that fear not little one things will workout, and if they don’t who cares

I recieved a call from a fellow chariot master asking me to wing for him tonight. I am a lone wolf running through the midnight winds. None of my buddies have ever had as much interest in gaming as me as a result I go out alone… or at least break away. But I instawing guys all the time so I feel as though I am an asset. I help bring the party but keep him as the focus and brag him up, HBcowtown tags along. The three ladies all love each other. Myself and straighup keep a solid game going but he starts to get drunk and HBeyebrowring is begining to lose interest in him and focus it on me. I just do my shit but start to get the I wanna fuck you vibe. As a wing I would never trample on a buddies territory so I shood her away and back towards him.

Talking to HBcowtown on the way home from the bar, she got things off both of them about their desires. HBeyebrowring is intimidated by Straightup b/c he has so many girls hanging off of him. He is drunk and worried that she doesn’t like him that much. Boring high school shit but anyway… HBcowtown convinced HBeyebrowring to go back home with him.

Damn do I ever dig french chicks!

Yesterday was a chill day. I went to beach with ms goodhead. And myself and three others had some coronas and dinner. Then I had to pay my pimp. He is starting to ask for alot. I guess my business is being so productive that he needs his share. My plan originally for last night was pay the pimp and go home to sleep.

Scratch that, Straighup tells me there is a bbq to go to. I am there… why the fuck not. Enter the apartment. A haze of smoke, the bbq is goin its smells awesome. Kinda sausage fest but hell i am hungry and when there is pussy even few I will be there. I met D at a party a few weeks ago she is a cool chick, has some crazy stories. I also meet gluten girl, she has a similar handicap to me. She is excited cuz she is gonna make me some weed and hash brownies haha. She was kinda cute but I didn’t care enough to push things.
Sunday was my 5th consecutive night out pulling. Not bad you could say. Anyway after an hour we made no money. But me and straightup didn’t care we were going to chill with 2 frenchies, the night before they go back home. Originally another dude was supposed to chill to but he peaced on it. I think he is still grasping how to deal with so many hot girls. Anyway when we thought dude was coming I started calling my numbers cuz the boys had first pick of the litter. HBQ the radio station promo chick and I had a great convo but she had to be workin at 6 am, I told her that was cool and that I will kick her ass in mario kart later. HBscarlett was all game for coming but I just stopped responding to her once i found out that it was only gonna be the four of us.

I like to make things comfortable quick. So Straighup and I picked em up in my car. I love this car but it is horrible impractical. I mean its a 2 seater. HBblond and HBcute hopped in the car ontop of Straightups lap. The four of us talked and drove to his place. These chicks are both from Montreal, have weak english but we managed. Actually the accent and the language made things challenging but exciting. HB blond was smoking, then she opened her mouth and I fell in love. Figuratively of course. Straighup grabbed a shower so I had 15 min alone with the ladies, we chatted and they helped me with my intro to french class. We giggle and alot of pinging.
We stopped doing the homework when Straightup came down, time for some booze and sociables. We created the rules and made sure we had stupid self amusement like “crazy picture time” and of course sexy time. I had taken blondie and he took cutey. Lots of cuddle, a ton of pinging and a tidbit of makeout. Night ended and we were both disapointed. We were both unreactive to them leaving, but I feel as though Straightup showed resentment and I showed disapointment. But they will be back in a week and i told them i have spare beds in my place and they said they will stay here.

LR: This honestly coulda been a cheesy porno

As per every Saturday night I arrive downtown around midnight to start working the corners. My glorious chariot of destiny has been treating me good lately and I am making some chedda. Myself and a few of he other guys have what some might say specialties, that is groups that we get rides with more often then others. Its truly a function of how we position ourselves. Capt Morgan is about 5 years older then us and he specializes in cougars. He has a PHD in cougar pickup. Straightup has a thing for black chicks and he is working on his masters. They love him and he loves them. Now my market is a little bit different then theirs but I am fairly new and its turning out nicely. I go with the staggettes. To be more specific, the large groups of single hot girls all jealous because their friend is getting married soon. I enjoy them to say the least.

For the large part I am very direct and natural with them. I say stupid shit like OMG you have to do this its like soo fun. Stupid self amusement stuff that makes me smile and them smile. I usually swing a number or two out of each staggette. But I hate getting numbers, its a settlement. You can’t fuck a phone number. I am having trouble isolating a friend when the bride to be needs all the attention. This is largely a function of the dynamics of a staggette.

That was just a bit of mumbo jumbo, which I feel occurs on a daily basis. Now for the actual meat and potatos of Saturday night. After an hour or so of straight pimpin the honeys I get a call from HBapplebottom. I am sure you can get her favourite song by that name. She is a yoga instructor, hot bod, and very funny. I met her a few weeks ago but have yet to find time for her. Funny how abundance has worked that way. The sexual tension built up between us is through the roof. We have kissed a few times but I always pull away the second it gets to hot for public. Some great text conversations have went on as well…

Zee: you teach yoga, I am jealous. However I do like the warrior 2, what about you?

HBapplebottom: Mines that cobra its fun

Zee: Cobra? Never tried it, does it work in the bedroom? (first thing that pops in my head I always try, besides like I said SEXUAL tension)

HBapplebottom: O my we will hafta see.

Flash forward to early Saturday texting with her.

HBapplebottom: are you coming out to see me tonight?

Zee: what are you wearing?

HBapplebottom: a cute little purple dress

Zee: think sexier

HBapplebottom: hehe, its not your favourite but they are white and silky

I had previously told her that pink lace booty shorts are my favourite underwear to see on a sexy tanned body. Woo hoo kinda fluffy stuff until I pick her up. More specifically her and her 2 friends. Also hot probably a 8.5 and a 7.5. But in all honesty its either a yes or a no, ratings are for porno’s. Albeit porno was the direction I was willing to take this.

I have been in killer shape for a while but 3 months ago watching Fight Club I made the decision to have a godly body. One of epic proportions I was gonna have a Tyler Durden body. Through intense physical training and a diet of glorious standards, I have surpassed Brad Pitt and stumbled upon new territory. These girls know this just by looking. Under these clothes is a slab of meat so desireable you just want a taste. And that’s exactly what they did. After some fluff one pulls up my shirt and the other two start at my waistband and lick up to my nipples. Wow this is getting hot and it’s outside the busiest bar on a Saturday night in the city.

Zee: That’s it you three are coming with me.

Applebottom: hehe okay

I almost threw each girl into my chariot of destiny. Not telling them where we were going and none of them asked. I didn’t even think about what I was doing it was all instinct. We pull up to my car for a moment to grab my streetclothes and I grab some other essentials. During my little jaunt through the city with these dames, my shirt comes off and foursome talk starts happening. I am having trouble containing myself but I pull through.

Enter my lair. Its cold, a little damp, dimly lit. This is the storage garage for my chariot. The three of us enter and I shut the garage behind us. Many people see us enter, I don’t care, neither do the girls, two of them are making out by the time the garage closes. Applebottom jumps on me, instant makeout, hand up her dress. Her ass is insane, yoga does wonders. I tell the other two to come towards us, I tell them to kiss me on each cheek. I turn to face each of them and give a soft sexy 5 second kiss. They are all turned on. I am sure as hell turned on, definetly visible. Now all 4 of our faces are inches from each other and tongues come out. Holy blammy batman! There is me and 3 chicks making out. Honestly it was hot but its awkward, I mostly just kissed each of them for a little bit then they would kiss each other and such.

My shorts are down and they each get a bit of a feel. Then one of them says we should stop, not here, we need to go to bar X. Applebottom and I get a sexy makeout picture, one worthy of a CK model shoot. Her sexy purple dress and my unstifling abs standing there only in my underwear. Shit that sucked, nothing really happened. So we bounced over to Bar X.

Applebottom has been askin me to buy her stuff since we met. And I blow it off. But she just had a bday and the makeout was incredible so I would play into this drink she has been a good girl. I get my bottle of water and her vodka redbull. We ditch her friends for the couches. Sit fluff, kino if you will and more makeout. I pull away after 5 minutes. More fluff. Then a dude shows up. Clearly your AFC, hit sits down. She knows him and I introduce myself before she gets a chance.

Zee: Hey dude, I am Zee whats goin on?

AFC: I’m Jim, you must be the chariot of destiny guy. I just came to say Hi to applebottom you two have fun. (he stormed away)

I thought to myself wow that was random and weird. Then Applebottom says to me… UH-OH, (wait for it… wait for it) that’s my boyfriend. BOOM! And the Eiffel tower comes crashing down. She asks me to sit and wait for her while she runs of to a guys practically crying because I was making out with her for the last five minutes. And I was so confident in a lay later that night.

I don’t sit. The only me would have sat there all night waiting. Instead I continue my night. I am a little thrown off though maybe part of me felt bad about hurting this poor guys feelings or something. So I peace to another bar. This night is one of the few I have had where I am 100% by myself. I finally got my VIP card are done up so the line-ups and shit don’t mean anything for me. Enter bar Y. I walk in an HBcheerleader, whom I can’t decide if I want or not is there. She turned 19 (legal age here) last Monday and is hammered. She is in love with me though, won’t let me out of her sight.

HBgoodhead from Canada day is at the bar too, and looking amazing. So I grab her and peace the bar to head home.

A little longwinded of a story but I think it was worth the whole read, I honestly wish I had a camera to capture everything.

This Is Sparta

I started out tonight talking to a huge football player dude. Basically an irrelevant conversation other then he talked about how I should dress up like a Spartan and give my chariot rides of destiny.
I killed the streets tonight. Made close to $200 in 2 hours. Some of this was a function of right place right time. But in reality I just played them honeys like a banjo in the south.

Smile! Hey hows it goin I’m Zee? A classic opener that never fails. I always lead into how was your night, and almost always get how was yours. This is what sets me apart from so many others. My nice is always awesome… well maybe not always awesome, could be glorious, or immaculate, or fantastic any variation of this will do. I say it in such a way that you can’t help but wonder why is Zee doing so fuckin awesome. Story time! I love sharing stories and I feel as though my ladies love hearing them. They always ask for more.

Why do we game everyone? Hmm it always seemed silly to me to talk to the girls I have no interest in, or dude for that matter. Well if the fat friend likes you her hot friend will definetly love you besides you can get the pre approval. Unlike capital one no hassle credit cards, these come with a high level interest.

Thats exactly what I did. HBgaelic sees me a smile and call her over. She is havin a ball and wants a ride on my man powered chariot of destiny. Her friend however needs convincing. After telling her about almost killing people, bringing all the really cute ones into dark alleys, she likes my humor and is convinced. We stop at a bank and my HB goes to get some scratch. Meanwhile, fatty is telling me that HBgaelic is single, and a million other details not worth getting into. It was lavalife in person or at least what i picture it to be. HBgaelic comes out and fatty gives my life story or to the best of what she could do and how I would be perfect to go out with. And I quote “if it doesn’t work at least you guys will have one hell of a fuck together”. I was almost crying when this was said. But anyway fatty was talkin a little to much and I wanted to hear from HB gaelic. And wouldn’t you know it… a wing. Well as much as he could be walks by. I introduce to him then to the ladies and buddy is so hammered he doesn’t mind talking to ms talk your ear off while i isolate HBgaelic a bit. Hugs, Hi Fives, and her number.

Friend: add her to face book her name is ____

Me: I could add you to facebook and we could be the best friends ever… or I could add you HBgaelic my dear in my phone and call you at 3:37 tomorrow afternoon.

HB: that would make me soo happy… 222-3333
I ran into a number of ladies. But this one stood out because I used her friend to get to her.

Funny shit that happened tonite:
Definetly got a good peak at a cougars box. Her drunk friend told me that she just shaved, pulled up the dress and said see. Haha good times.

O boy a great accent nothing beats it. You can have soo much fun teasing and playing with a girl that doesn’t have a full grasp of the language.

Just one more ride Backfires Scared For My Life

I had a weird day today with the whole job thing and such but that isn’t what I am writing about right now. As has been said so many times before just one more. One more approach, one more anything really. Well in my case glorious rickshaw ride. This isn’t related to meeting girls or anything at this point I just wanted a bit more money before i called her a night. Nothing special about this ride, just a dude asking for a 5 block ride to McDonalds… or so I thought.

Dude asks for a ride to the bank so he can pay me then to the McDonalds a few blocks away. Sure straight forward nice way to end my night. Bad fuckin idea. We go to bank he takes out a Wad, easily 500 bucks. Hmm maybe this was the first clue but hey the guy was pretty drunk. He hands me 40 and says are we square for now. Me thinkin hellz ya 40 for a 10 ride why not. That was probably the second clue. He then starts askin me if i know where he can pick “some” up. Now not being into drugs at all I assumed weed and knew we could find someone somewhere along our present course that had some. Weed is no big deal to me its just not my cup of tea. Finally we get to the mcdonalds and the guy starts talkin with a few dudes sittin outside. He tells the guy to get in and we go on our merry way. Man I can’t believe I did this… but I just said to myself its only weed no biggy. As we start to approach our destination I hear “yaba” being tossed around. Fuck if I knew what it was but i could only assume yeyo… powder. Thats what watchin scarface teaches.

Homeslice tosses 100 bucks towards this dude and is sitting there. We wait 10…20minutes and dude doesn’t come back. So dude gets fucked over by the guy he dodges… so homeslice is pissed. We run into some dude missing his front teeth. They talk and homeslice keeps trying to convince this dude that the dude that just came to buy from him stole his money. Holy fuck drama. Now I call this dude homeslice because he was a big fuckin slice of pizza, like when you cut your pizza in half and eat it. The guy probably coulda beat me up if he was pissed, but no way he coulda caught me with or without the rickshaw.

For 10 minutes of walking homeslice is hammering in tryin to convince no teeth to help him out and that he is gonna hafta beat him down if things don’t work out. I am just thinking “FUCK why o why?”. Every 5 min for the last half I say to the dude I need to pack it in soon. FInally I just tell him… I am dropping you off real soon which hotel. He tells me and I pick up pace a bit.

So to this point I felt a little uncomfortable but really had no way of getting out of this other then at the very beginning of my ride. Then the powda thing stepped another line for me. Then homeslice getting fucked over. Now there is a scrawny drug dealing black dude and a homeslice about to have at er. After talkin smakc about beating up the dealer dude, homeslice jumps outs. Blammy! I hear a slap and I am gone like a fart in the wind. I easily ran a km or 2 in what felt like 30 secs. Full afterburner I was sailing. If these guys started to fight I did not fuckin wanna be there. Open shed through the rickshaw in. Jump in car and speed away. That dude jumping out of my ride was fuckin scary but relieving cuz i could finally ditch the situation.

Holy shit its now 30 min later and I have finally calmed a bit. I was fuckin scared for my life and seriously am still a bit… if any shit actually went down I seriously hope they can’t remember me or anything about me.

Well I learned the second you get a bad hunch duck out. I went from a ride to a weed run to a fuckin coke run and almost a fight (maybe it happened but i sure didn’t stick around.) That “yabba” is the white stuff. And when you are scared for your life you can fuckin book it.

Wednesday July 9th: Mixing Business and Pleasure

Today was another glorious day. After some planning the night before it was to go down like this… gym, beach work, home to chill. And the plan went almost to par. I thought i would eagle the hole though.

After leaving the gym i fired a text to a few of my ladies, figured at least one would come out to join us. My text reads. ” we are going to the rainbow catch you in a turkey” You read turkey and think wtf. Well it was all a bit of self amusement. I have predictive texting and apparently thats what it predicted so i through it out for kicks. It was much enjoyed by me and probably the recipients. Ms applebottom is my only one with a positive I will see you response. Apparently she was going to mall and would meet after. I told her she had a 1 hour limit or i would spank her.

Anyway the beach. Wow this beach was jailbait central. I felt like well aged single malt scotch amongst Colt45. Anyway i found out a few of my precious were like 15 and 16 so i politely bounced back to my boys. I met a few ladies but nothing spectacular, choded a bit thinkin these dudes were with these girls and i can’t approach em. I did have a great chat with some promo ladies.

Walkin down the beach I saw these three cuties and a dude filling things out for contests. Anyway they came to us long after i had forgotten. The two radio station girls were pretty cute but I really chatted the cell phone girl. They eventually asked for a picture of me and my boys. To which i refused and stated the obvious. ” hey be nice, you ladies are cute and would compliment a picture with us nicely”. Anyway alot of fluff went on and we had them talking for 20 minutes. When HBbeautystone asks me what I am up to later. I let her know of a race night at my job and tell them it would be a great little thing for them to do. We exchange numbers and peace.
Now this is the combination of business and pleasure I was talking about. These girls were cute and hot. And they had realized I was a funny guy, an intriguing guy and awesome. How do I ensure that I am not the same to them as every other guy on the beach. Well promo girls don’t exactly hand out there number. So it was a mutually beneficial deal.

After these ladies left our presence my roomie stated something that i thought was pretty interesting and that was: You know if that were a business deal you would have sold the product and done some solid networking. Well isn’t that what meeting girls is. You sell the product… yourself (attitude, confidence, humour, etc.) , You find out what they can offer, you contact the buyer (exchanging and calling) and the product gets taken out for a try.

I am meeting up with these sweeties tomorrow afternoon so we will see how that goes.

Breaking the bubble!

Well I have finally done it. After months of updates on forums and to my buddies I have decided to create, a diary… i mean blog. I have tried keeping track of my progress and this is definetly the best way.

A little bit of news about me. Shit well I have never had trouble picking up. But in the past 4 months my mind has exploded and my ego a bit too. The swelling has gone down and I have cleared my head. I bartend and work the corners on my glorious chariot of destiny. I go out at least 3 usually more nights a week. The bar scene is great when I am not working but honestly I prefer to be outside the bars and serenading Elton John or Phil Collins to my precious.

Now down to business, my most recent learnings. I got a lot out of this weekend and I love to share it.

Chode Revert

Abundance. I had heard this so many times and used to struggle with this like a 3 legged dog trying to burry his bone in ice. My handle has grasped it tight. And I am not letting go. I am having trouble finding time for girls. Never had I ever thought I would say that. But with all this it had spawned a chode revert for me. I have about 7 or 8 going right now and I am adding and removing my list every week. One has remained constant the whole time.

Daddysgirl, she has been around for a month or so. I just can’t get enough of her. Well kind of, once or twice a week is all I can fit in. She is where my chode revert this past weekend spawned. I will actually give a bit of a shout out to my mom for this too. A conversation with her she called me a manwhore in different words and said that its alright not to play the market. Half of me fell over laughing while the other half was shocked. Daddysgirl and I talked on Friday and she was saying that things were different with us lately. She never said it until I asked about how I hadn’t seen her since Monday. That was it… and we had only talked once in between. I had been busy doing my thing.

Scheduling things around my chariot of destiny and bartending schedule, I had managed to see Karen* on Sunday, Daddysgirl on Monday, Goodhead on Tuesday, a night for myself Wednesday, the beach and Greenshark on Thursday. I felt pretty good, I had postponed a few of my other desires for this coming week. Daddysgirl knows my lifestyle but has seen a fair amount of attention in the previous weeks. Well she wasn’t happy about lack of attention and kind of hinted about how she wasn’t happy and wanted some more commitment from me. Not saying my nuts are locked to her bed but hinting that way.

I needed to make some money to pay my pimp so I worked the corners and she went out to party with her friend. I tell her to give me a call for a romantic ride in the park, she agrees. She doesn’t call and for the first time in 3 months I get worried. I continue running my shit, a scam( I just read J the Rippers report and I am adding scamming to my vocab) with ladies on a few of my rides, a normal night for me, but Daddysgirl is still on my mind. It’s close to time to call it quits and I return to the biggest spectacle of pizza service in the Maratimes, Pizza corner. Sure enough I see her, long sexy legs, gorgeous hair, I remember why I enjoy her soo much. Her and her lady friend are chillin with 4 dudes. I go introduce myself to them and talk to her. She was cold and the dudes were cold. Not being needy I peaced on the situation for 2 cuties and some chedda. I became jealous. I didn’t know what was going on but I could only assume and I wasn’t happy. Wow major chode revert. She knew I wasn’t happy and texted me.

We had a conversation an hour later and I learned how wrong I was. This chick digs me, it was her best friends brothers and they were getting a ride home with them. I had reverted back to infancy for one small moment and I had written chode all over myself. The conversation became lubby dubby and lame, I had surrendered the frame to her and she was now in control.

REFRAME

I knew that I had done something silly. I had put milk in a lactose intolerant kids cereal and the backlash would not be pleasant unless I got him some pepto. I was ready end my communication with her. I kinda have oneitis and my last cure was remove myself. But I thought I would ride this one out see how this situation can play.

Flash forward. Sunday night I am at house party. I return Daddysgirls call and what do you know… I am a jerk now. I ended our conversation so I could get back to the party. I had just been introduced to a case of beer, 8 girls and a drinking game which the girls were feeding me. Cell phone dies. Uh oh… I am now in a “fight” with daddysgirl and not responding to her texts or answering the phone. Now me from Friday would have tried to get ahold of her not to displease her. But I had got my shit together and said things will work out later. And continued to party then hit the bars. I meet up with Greenshark at the bar and definetly rock the dance floor scam.

I get obliterated at the bar. Greenshark is buying me drinks all night. I walk her home and we handfuck the whole way. Handfucking is this brilliant idea we came up with instead of calling it holding hands. She calls me my cab and I get home only to pass out immediately. Wake up rotten as hell but my phone is now charged, time to check the messages.

Every 15 minutes for 2 hours daddysgirl is sending texts that progressively get worse and worse.

DG: I am starting to think we want different things

DG: I guess by no response you agree

DG: I don’t think you and I are ready for a relationship especially after a week of not really communicating or seeing each other and it shouldn’t take jealousy for you to realize what you want

I am going through all these and this is deep stuff. Then I get a good luck to you and a few crying emoticons.

DG: you will get over me fast don’t worry

DG: If this really meant something you would come see me or call at least.

DG: I am more hurt then you

Then a few hours later: Sigh I can’t sleep

It was about 6 or 8 unresponded texts. And a voicemail in the morning saying we need to talk. If this were a guy doing this he would be me 2 days ago. As I am going through all this I get another : I am really sorry can we talk

I am not an asshole by anymeans, I am a nice guy so I call her and she asks me to come over to talk. An hour later I show up to talk. Our conversation consists of her apologizing to me and some closed door things.

Wow this is long and I apologize but to get what I needed across I feel it suffices. This weekend I had reverted to chode, reframed and got back to level ground learning a ton about relationships.

The big things I picked up on:

- be confident in what you are saying. Throughout my Friday I wasn’t confident, and I stunk like the firehydrant in front of my house. Today I was confident, while not giving a fuck how things were gonna go with Daddysgirl and it worked out.

- Catch yourself before it goes to far. I over reacted and got jealous for nothing. Returning to chode just gave me a headache more then anything.

- Jealousy is a bitch, but it how we have been programmed. Me see jane, jane with guy, guy is not me, jane sleep with guy. When that could be the case but probably not. Hell and it doesn’t matter because I am sleeping with other girls.

- Abundance is key. I still love having this abundance and its new, but that new car smell will never go away.