Not written one of these for a while and Nova keeps telling me to write them up so here goes;

Met up with the guys in Bristol, I was down for 2 nights with a non-community friend of mine, he knows about my involvement here and i've introduced him to the guys in Bristol from this forum before so he knows the score.

FRIDAY

Improv was a wash-out since nobody turned up this week so headed to Pitcher and Piano, Summer Junkys working behind the bar, we have a brief catch-up. Meet Pavel, he has a wing-man with him, Martin. Martin is cool as fuck, chilled and laid-back has a very good attitude towards game, he's cool, calm and collected. I like this. TAO also comes to join us, he's currently in a LTR but wanted to join us to keep himself on his toes.

I soon spot a seated 3 set, walk over, plonk myself down (no questions asked) and get warmed up. Goes fine, however I sense some nervousness in my voice this is irrational fear of course, I manage to keep my composure. We all soon leave to head to 'Start the bus' a more relaxed, less pretentious bar with an eclectic crowd. Pavel and Martin are off doing there thing, they work well together. I get the call that Cola is on his way, I go out to meet him. He looks slick in his black suit, we chat abit about his experiences with game. It's obvious right from the start he is going to be good at this. He's keen to get started and TAO points out a set for him to open. It doesn't go too well as he's getting called out for being a PUA, he handles it well. I chat to a few sets just to get myself lubricated nothing of real note.

I leave to head to a Rock club with my non-community mate. I like Rock clubs and rock chicks, the down side is I don't like bare-chested men who are not aquainted with either showers or deodrant beating the shit out of each other in the pit consequently causing me to spill a fresh pint down myself. Im fuming and im by no means a big guy but I go to confront the guy and he runs away!...bizzare.

After not wanking for 3 days before and feeling enraged as im soaked in beer, I calm myself down by just grabbing girls, spinning them around and pulling them into me. I don't usually do this sort of thing because I guess i've been too scared to be so upfront and sexual on the dance floor, but for some reason tonight I just don't care and all the girls I do this with seem to be enjoying it!

Next thing I know, Im leading a brunette with big baps by the hand, marching her off the dance floor to the bar where we chat and I buy her a drink. GUYS IT'S OK TO BUY AN ISOLATED WOMEN (i.e. your target) A DRINK! once she's attracted...take each set on it's own merit, im sick of guys who take MM so literally!! and view this as a cardinal sin) I don't even know what I opened her with, these I find are always the best sets as it seems more natural. I can hear her voice now,... she's Irish, I like this. She's asking me lots of questions I'm bored of this. I grab her by her waist, pull her into me, stare into her eyes, raise the sexual tension, brush aside her fringe from her face, pull the back of her hair and plant one on her. She smiles, and leaps onto me. I'm being savaged.

The friends soon come over to try to 'rescue' her when it's me who should be the one being rescued! 2 girls, one guy. I could use a wing-man here to help me fend them off. I'm flying solo, I am not phased by their presence I lean with my back to the bar introduce myself to all of them and offer my hand. They seem ok with me, however they do drag her off to the dance floor. I don't react or follow whereas once upon a time I would have done. I chill at the bar, moments later, lo and behold she comes back over and starts kissing me. I begin kissing her neck, grabbing her arse whilst she grabs my cock. It's like we are in our own little world oblivious to all around us. She is horny to be fucked, and so am I.

The friends come back...great :-( The guy seems cool with me, though I sense this is insincere. One of the girls is cool with me, the other looks like she's been slapped with a wet trout and is cold with me. They leave again shortly, I say to her, 'Does that guy like you? he seemed uncomfortable with me touching you'. She says it's her housemate and yes he does have a thing for her. Gutted for him. It's closing time, we get thrown out onto the street. I say to her 'Let's get a bite to eat before you come back to my hotel, im starving' She says 'ok cool'. (It's funny how the less of a big deal you make out of getting a girl to do things with you the more effective it is).

We see her friends as we leave. She tells them she's coming back with me, the girls are fine with this and say ok. The guy kicks off. I say 'it's ok dude, she'll be ok' and offer him my phone number for reassurance. He's not having it. He was cool and calm earlier now he's lost his rag. I tell him 'It's ok mate, im not a bell-end or a cunt, so you might as well just leave us to it'. I say this in a very calm and cool manner, he now really blows his top. I keep my cool and just stare him down waiting for a response. My friend (who as a wing-man is as effective as a chocolate fire-guard) is with us at this point and he's laughing which infuriates this guy even more. The guy steps into the road flags down a taxi and says he isn't going without her.

I can't be arsed with this shit, so I say to the girl 'Sorry, I'm not doing this'. She tries to get me to go back with her instead, I say no since the guy she lives with is such a cock, I don't want the aggro. She says well take my phone number then, I begin punching in her digits, I stop and say. 'No, you know what, it either happens tonight or not at all, I'll be honest with you, im only here for the weekend so I'll probably never see you again so I see no point in having your number'. Not sure if that was a good idea saying that chaps?? but it's how I felt.

She says I have a good point and appreciates my honesty, kisses me for one last time. She seems gutted. As do I but im sticking to my guns. I tell her it was a pleasure meeting her, I politely say goodbye to her mates. The girl is giving the guy a real ear full of abuse in the taxi. (Any chance he had of getting into her pants is probably now ruined due to his lame attitude). I leave empty handed. Im annoyed as everything was smooth as you like until the very end.

I can take heart from a few things, my attitude was spot on, I escalated things well and with a very strong intent which im sometimes afraid and stifled to do. I wasn't making a big deal of things and kept relaxed, this is so key to success it's untrue. I can't help but think if I had a fairly adequate wing-man to wade in and give me a hand when the heat was on I could have had the full success.

SATURDAY

Meet up with Blanca we watch the Spurs v Leeds match. He's a Leeds fan, I'm Spurs. I'm gutted with the result, Blanca is elated. This kills my state. Meet up with him again a few hours later in Pitcher and Piano. Pavel and Martin are there in set (I think they must live there!) I give them social proof as I walk by to the bar. 2 girls, 2 guys in set doing well, there's no reason for me to be there. Do the math kids.

Blanca turns up fucked out of his skull after drinking half a bottle of whiskey before arriving. Not the wisest move there mate, I think this is mostly likely why you got blown out whilst we were in P+P dude. The girls in P+P are smoking hot, the kind of bar where all the guys and girls are 'beautiful' and perhaps a little image obsessed, this is not comfortable hunting ground for me or the sort of girls im into.

We move on to Start the Bus, Blanca opens a two set, within 2 minutes he's told they're lesbians. Unbeknown to Pavel and Martin they open the same set and for them it's a good 15-20 minutes before the news is also broken to them. I open a seated mixed 7 set, it's going ok but the music is so loud I can't hear what the people across the table are saying so I eject. My non-community friend is feeling uncomfortable and this shows cleary in his Body Language, he is being rather negative and moaning, this brings my state down. I talk to Pavel about this, he says my friend is doing me no favors on a night out he has a valid point but I have mixed feelings about this. Tyler Durden says you should feel comfortable with whoever you are out with, no matter how 'cool' they are percieved to be. My friend is far from 'cool' and I feel pretty 'uncool' around him, perhaps I haven't reached the same level of enlightenment and depth that Tyler has and I am still in some ways being shallow.

Blanca, my friend and I leave to find another venue. Walking the streets I see two hot girls stood on a street corner. I walk past. Then I think fuck it, I'm going back. I turn round walk over to them, the closer I get the hotter they appear. Turns out they're flyering for a club, a strip club. I ask if they're also exotic dancers for the club, they are. They're not giving me the hard sell or shoving flyers at me, we're just vibing and chatting. Blanca comes over and talks to the one he likes, (She's mixed race and French) He leaves me to chat to the one I like, a sexy brunette easily a 10.

For some reason I go all MM, the fact this girl is so hot I think is intimidating to me so I put on this MMesque persona. I feel like im cheating myself but it does seem to be working. I ask her if she knows where the gay bars are in Bristol (lame disqualifier I know). She says she doesnt know but will ask around for me. 30 seconds later she comes back with the info. She begins to tell me she wants to get out of stripping and concentrate on her career which I ask is?....Make-up artistry. I Neg her, 'Really?, well you didn't exactly do a good job with your own make-up tonight!' She laughs and playfully punches me. I feel sick with myself.

I say 'Whats your name?' 'Leah' she tells me, I offer her my hand and tell her to spin, she does. (I'm going to vomit). I say I like her top, she says it's her boyfriends, I don't react to this and I say 'you're really cool I like you', she says 'Thanks you're cool to' and we hug. We chat some more and I then say 'well it was nice meeting you I think we're going to go now' she goes 'aaawwwww, ok' and hugs me. I think to myself 'Shit! should I go for the number?'........I pause momentarily and bottle it! I doubted myself too much. Im not going to be delusional about this, she's a 'hired gun' and is paid to be nice to people, however in order to accumulate you have to speculate and I didn't.

All in all had a few epiphanies and some good reference material to internalise and im constantly learning stuff about myself, some good, some bad. Need to kick-on and keep pushing those boundaries. Was great to meet Martin and Cola, those guys have some real potential. Pavel has improved and developed the most out of anyone i've met in Bristol, the things he is doing are an inspiration to the rest of us in Bristol.

I like going down the natural and authentic route, I feel I am being more true to myself and others when I take this path, however I noticed with stunning women I sometimes fall back into MM territory.

Sorry for the length of this post....actually no im not, fuck you if you've got a problem with it!

next time we r going to "rock Club " together... it was good to see u . do your homework and approach people during a day sp to you soon

Mate! You should have ignored that girls dick head house mate. Fuck letting anyone get in the way of your sexy times!

Sounds like a great wkd Hustker with plenty to learn from! On the Fri night, up until the girl’s male friend started throwing his toys out the pram it was textbook. I agree with Summer Junky that you should have ignored this chode. There’s no point in getting into disputes or trying to convince him you’re a ‘nice guy’. He doesn’t know you and what’s more he doesn’t like you as he wants the same girl. Ignore him (be unphased by him) and he can do nothing about it. Remember your reality needs to be the strongest, don't let some wanker dictate to you if you are getting a lay tonight.

This is similar to you relying on wingmen to help you out in certain situations. You need to start assuming you are on your own and the wingmen are potential bonuses if you get into a sticky situation, although this can’t be relied upon either! I’d give the Blueprint another going over and find those pointers you are looking for.

Cheers guys.

Yeah I ignored the guy as much as possible, unfortunately it wasn't quite as simple as that. I kept a cool head the whole time, I was unphased, relaxed and certainly had the stronger reality. He tried to match this, but he ultimately failed and crumbled into such pathetic behaviour that I myself did not want to lower myself to.

It's difficult to ignore a guy who is stood a foot from you whilst your kissing a girl and he's telling her 'Come on lets go, your coming home with us, the taxi is waiting' over and over. Like I said I called him out on his behaviour, he did not like it, he seemed offended but he needed to be told. To this guy by me raising the issue with him I am reacting to his behaviour, his reality is reinforcing to him that all I want to do is fuck this girl. And he would be right, but his behaviour is wrong so I told him so. To have had a wingman to back me up here and tell him so would have been helpful. Or better still to have took him to one side and reassured him before it even descended into that mess.

I was doing a pretty good job working the set solo, the whole interaction was about 2 hours, there's only so much flying I can do solo before my wings get tired.

Don't stand there kissing her in front of him then... walk away from him or get in a taxi with your girl and leave him to it. Let him wallow in his own chodiness. And as for calling him on his behaviour... what's it to you how he behaves and what he gets up to in future? F*ck him.

Hustler, awesome post, really good stuff.

It sounds like the girl really wanted to come with you.

I think if it was me, after I had tried to reason with the guy, I would have then just ignored him kinoed in front of him, whispering in her ear sexually so she stays horny and I think she would have choose to come with me.

I'd have probably called a cab and hoped that guy had devalued himself so much by the time it came it would have been impossible for her to leave me and go with him.

Easily said with hindsight!!

Thanks fellas,

Kowalski, I guess I am going on others peoples definitions of him being un-cool, people are always telling me 'Your friends abit wierd/an oddball etc' the thing is, he isn't really he's a sound guy when you get to know him. He's abit aggrophobic and is uncomfortable in social situations meeting new people. To be honest I enjoy his company most of the time but when we are out I want to meet new people but he just wants to sit choding out in a corner.

I guess the solution perhaps is to hang out together as we would as friends without 'gaming' on the agenda but when I actively want to be 'gaming' don't invite him along?

Perhaps, but you should try your best to treat your nights out like this anyway - a night with friends. Girls are always about to be gamed at the end of the day, if your with mates, or happen to be in a pub for a quick pint. I imagine he (Phil) prob gets very phased by the very idea of gaming.