Time/Date
Thursday evening, 17. September
Location
Downtown Reykjavik, bar. University party
Logistics
Solo
What went down
I sit in a comfortable sofa with a cold beer in my hand, as I watch my pivot 'G' drying her hair, sitting seductively in a short dress, her long legs crossed as she caresses her flowing hair. I almost envy the guy she will pick up. Oh fuck it, I envy him.
Her sister returns from the kitchen with a bag of cheetos, she's dressed in a wool sweater, her hair is a mess but still, she's attractive to me. Always has been. But I've long since given up the idea, I don't shit where I eat.
We're getting ready to head out, it's my return to the field and I just can't shake the feeling that it's destined somehow....there's a movie playing on the tv, same movie that made me change my life drastically back in 2006. 'Just friends', starring Ryan Reynolds. The day I saw that movie, was the day I was...reborn perhaps? I didn't get the message the movie was trying to make, that womanizing is lame and superficial is bad. All I saw, was my life as a fat kid and a fat teenager, being turned down all my life and stuck in the friend zone repeatedly.
That movie made me who I am today, and it's playing now, on my momentous return? Coincidence ? If so, it was not the only one tonight..
I take it as a sign.
"Come on, join us tonight" I tell her sister, she refuses, pushing her glasses upwards and digs into the bag of cheetos, "come ooon, I'll be there!" I plead jokingly and smile, she smiles at me and shrugs, then asks me how long we plan to stay...."As long as we care" and grin.
She jumps up and giggles and runs to get dressed.
It'll be even better for me to show up with 2 lovely ladies.
I'm dressed in a pair of brand spankin' new blue jeans, a blue and white striped sweater, gray blazer and bowling shoes. I have armytags, and a rastafari necklace along with my normal array of rings and leater straps. I bought a brilliant new prop the other day, a smiley-face stamp...designed to work as a doggy prize for my targets.....hell did that backfire.
I greet a few people then my hand get's snatched away, it's one of the hosts, she stamps my hand. Oh yes, a smiley face stamp. Just. Like. Mine.
Fuck !
Every person entering the reserved part of the bar is receiving the stamp to get their bar discount. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I had this all planned out, and now I can't use my new prop. My pivot laughs at me, then pulls me in "Don't worry, we'll try it next time, okay? "
The peptalk works, I smile and head for the bar. I buy the first round. I return with the beers and we start mingling, I am waiting for people to stop arriving before opening sets, it's a small space and groups of people keep walking in. I mingle.
People start arriving in groups, and the hostess is having a hard time stamping everyone. So I grab mine and start helping, I tell her the story and she laughs while we stamp all the newcomers....I see this as an opportunity as a group of girls walk over. I wave them closer and stamp the first girl, then tell her to kiss me back. She does so, and I do the same to all the girls off the group. This prop might work after all, just not like I originally planned.....
An old target walks in the door, her hair is slightly wet and she's wearing a form fitting dress. My heart skips a beat. We've been flirting for months now, she comes over and gives me a kiss on the cheek. I pull her into a hug and tell her I've missed her, she laughs and does the same. Fluff, fluff, fluff. Who am I?
She's with some guy, he's strange...I ignore, and we talk a bit, then they head for the bar and I find myself standing in the middle of the floor, alone. Great show of high value there buddy. I cross over to where I kept my beer earlier and find the table filled with the hotties that kissed me, they are there with a friend of mine, she's looking hot too....plus I know she likes me.
"Ladies"
We mingle a bit, all fluff really. I sidehug one girl and try some kino, she's acceping it and I isolate. I fluff.....AGAIN ? Jeezus, what the fuck is wrong with me tonight? I'm looking good, feeling good but I can't even vibe properly. I chalk it down to performance anxiety, it's been a while, and decide not to scold myself but just accept it and try and work myself out of the fluff with each set. I'm my own motivational speaker.
I lose the set, but thankfully people are approaching me constantly to get stamped, the hostess has sat down and obviously left the responsibility to me. Fine by me, I keep getting approached by lovely girls and taking their hand in mine while stamping. Instant kino with every girl I like, I make a couple spin for me and I stamp one on the breasts. I'm having a blast.
My former oneitis walks in, we've been chatting online the past weeks, just friendly and I grab her and say hello, I neg her a few times, because I know what works on her. She's all over me. Not the first time, but I don't plan to close her, it's never worked since we broke up. But I always get a great pivot out of her. Plus the jealousy plotline....she's smokin' hot. I've mentioned her a lot in my earlier reports and my three stage story 'How I became a better person'
We're talking, and I glance up into these big brown eyes staring at me from across the room. I hold eye contact and smile, until the girl looks away shyly. I know her.....
Of course! She's best friends to my pivot's sister. Speaking off, my pivot is not doing her job at all! She's sitting at a table with some girls, and my former oneitis joins here there, as I am no longer showing her the attention she craves.
I approach the brunette, "you're T's friend.....I was actually going through my facebook pictures the other day and there's one of us" I tell her, going immediately into the topic as I push her to the side and sit down next to her.
The fluff is to the minimum, I'm actually vibing. She's giving me IOIs like a wildcat, the eyes, the hair and laughing. I start kino by resting my hand on her thigh, she doesn't stop me.
The set doesn't really go anywhere since her friend keeps coming to drag her to smoke, and since I hate the smoking area I decide to hit up my friends. I get stopped, it's the one that got away, her friend is gone.
"Sorry I didn't have time to talk to you earlier, my friend, you know. He called me and needed to do something so I took him with me, but now my friend is gone"
Relax baby, I get it...Friend. Gone. You're mine. Message received.
I wink at her and pull her into a hug "Wow, it's okay I managed without actually speaking with you for a whole hour....you DO realize you're not the center of my universe!" She giggles and punches me playfully. I isolate her in the corner, and we vibe. All off a sudden her BL is very closed off, I'm receiving no IOIs.......fuck this, she keeps doing this to me every time. Cat stringing me, she's off the list as of now.
I turn my attention to the chick table again, my pivot, her sis, the brunette and my former oneitis all sitting there. I join them for a drink. I'm starting to get discouraged, I did so well last week, why am I failing tonight? I needed a wing, my pivot deserted me all night...I guess I can't blame her though.
I start running the conversation, all eyes are on me. The brunette keeps leaning in, throwing IOIs at me. I continue to spike BT and I sense some jealousy coming from oneitis girl.
Everyone goes to have a smoke but us.
She pats the chair next to her.
I stand up and move over, realizing I just jumped into her hoop, and I lean in and say "I'm not your dog"
She's stunned, then laughs and starts telling me some lame ass story. We get into light banter, I give her some extra smiley face stamps, and then she tries to steal the stamp away from me, so I playfully grab her hand and hold it in mine and move our hands under the table, as a "keep your hands to yourself" gesture.
But I don't let go.
And for a moment, we hold hands under the table....I actually feel scared, this is the girl that ruined my life, but also the one that got me into pickup. She's the destroyer of worlds, but so beautiful.
I let go first, and grab my beer and casually transition into another story.
Brunette with the big brown eyes comes back, and I'm in her chair, someone has taken mine so I wink at her and pat my thigh.
She winks at me and shakes her head.
I stand up and offer her the seat, I guess if I can't win this one, I better be a gentlemen and not break a social contract and lose the target completely.
She accepts and sits down, then winks up at me and pats her thigh. I smile and sit down on her lap carefully, then jump up
"No, no. This won't do at all!"
I have everyone's attention
"Why?" she asks
"I already feel less of a man, that was degrading.."
I take a step back in mock horror
"I felt my penis get smaller"
I hold up my index and thumb, and bring them closer together, then I shake my head and use both my hands, a gesture that my penis is much much larger and repeat the joke, bringing both my hands together.
The whole table is loving it, and I wink at them and I find a chair and return, we vibe a bit more. The set isn't going anywhere, I'm not in a closing mindset. I admit that. Hasn't been the best of nights, but I had fun and that matters most.
My friend, with the group of hotties I traded stamps for kisses with comes over and we vibe, then she offers me a ride with them home. We're all heading to the same neighborhood. I accept and we head out. A HB8 grabs my ass as we leave, but I don't take the bait, I don't wanna lose my ride.
One of the girls was pretty damn cute, and a nurse too. She sits in the front passenger seat, I'm directly behind her. She's funny and obviously a bubbly person, I neg her repeatedly, her friends encourage it and are loving my shit at that point. I'm a bit hammered at that point, so all my inhibitions are gone.
I lean forward and put my chin on the top of her seat and look at her with dinnerbowl eyes. "I think I'm on love"
She giggles, I lean back and tell her she smells of booze.
The whole car bursts out laughing, and the nurse turns around to face me and locks me in a discussion all the way home, I throw in a few negs and some real comments about her being cool, and if it is okay with her friends if I steal her. They are okay with it.
I decide it's time to message Flowers, from my last FR. I've waited long enough, and I remember you guys telling me to go ahead with it, even if I felt guilty.
I text her "I think we need to talk......I'm pregnant", I even ask the girls what they would say if a guy they gave their number to would send that, mixed responses. The nurse loved it.
We arrive at my place and she tells my friend that I am funny and she should give me her number tomorrow, I whip out my phone and hand it to her. "Why wait?"
She hands it back, I tell her to wait eagerly for my call and depart the car.
I guess it wasn't a terrible night after all
What you did well
Negging was great tonight, always worked and hit the right switches.
Was funny, never stalled.
Interacted with a lot of people, met new people and got some kisses out of it
What you did wrong and could have done better
I did not think I would have to rely on crutches, wanted to prove something so I did not read the old material, which would have been wise since I haven't really been out in the field for months. Fluffed way too much, embarrassing at times
Wasn't in a closer mindset, let too many opportunities slip away.
Dancing monkey at times
Drank too much
Other comments
Woke up to a text message from Flowers, "We better meet up then...to discuss alimony"
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