Friday, Febuary 9th, 2007.

This weekend marks a whole month of actively sarging. I am sure there
are thousands of you like me out there. A woman broke my heart, I
spent about 4 months in anguish before I picked up a copy of "The
Game". Like many of you, this changed my outlook on women,
relationships, etc,..etc..

So here I am, in my fourth week. I know that I am supposed to go out
3-4 nights a week, but if you are someone with a full time job, this
is practically impossible. Back incollege, I could have done this
easily, but I'm 27 now. Also, I live in IOWA. Finding an active night
spot 3-4 days a week is practically impossible. So I have to make the
best with what I can on Friday and Saturday.

Here is what I've picked up so far:

On going out alone.

I've never done this before. It can be pretty intimidating to enter a
place where everyone seems to be with their friends, and you appear to
be a lonely outsider. This is hardly a situation conducive to
demonstrate being an alpha male. On the other hand, it can be quite
liberating. How many times have you sat at home because you had noone
to go out with? Most of my friends have girlfriends and prefer to sit
around in small bars and drink. They rarely want to go out clubbing
anymore. Now that I've gotten rid of the need to go out with a friend,
I can go where I want, when I want.

When I go out alone, I always try to appear confident, and that I have
friends located somewhere else in the club. I know that if it becomes
evident that I am indeed alone, I will generally be shunned by the
girls. This is bad. It usually works best to warm up with a less
attractive girl. Also, if I hit on a girl and things go well, and we
separate, it is possible that she may seem me later on alone, which
destroys the illusion that I am trying to create. I suppose that with
time, this shouldn't be a problem as I will have more success, but for
now, it was caused me some embarrassment.

On drinking alcohol:

Before reading up on seduction, my idea of meeting girls was getting
wasted enough so that I would have the courage to try and meet some
girls. While this worked somewhat in college, I now see the value of
being sober enough to keep your wits about you. I mean, there are so
many reasons why you shouldn't go out wasted. If not for appearing
more intelligent to the girls, you also have to consider being able to
pick up on other things, such as jealous boyfriends in the vicinity
and making the drive home without getting arrested. However, I still
can't bring myself to cold approach a girl being completely sober. I
usually need about 4 drinks in me before I can do it. I know its not
good, and hopefully I'll be able to work around this.

On my technique:

I am not a very good follower of the 3 second rule. Damn it! I know
that I need to get over this. I have missed many, many opportunities
because of this. Although I must say, that there have been plenty of
times where if I would have approached, I would have found myself
talking to her with her boyfriend who appeared seconds later. I
believe that the 3 second rule is important, but you also need to be
aware of the target's social situation. I still don't know how its
possible, since 3 seconds is very little time to assess this.

I need to quit asking the girls about their lives! No matter what, I
almost always run out of things to say, and ask them what they do for
a living..etc...etc...I suppose practice makes pefect...Out of everything
though, I AM making progress on overcoming approach anxiety. Although
the going is kind of rough, I can foresee greater success in the
future.

Here is a small field report for this weekend:

Febuary 9th-10th.

Friday

Tonite I had a wingman. My friend recently broke up with his gf, so he
was down for going out to the clubs. We started at a local hotspot. I
never had very much luck in this bar, but I tried to make do with what
I had. I only remember really approaching one girl here. She was
walking around alone, which always make things easier. I soon realized
that there was good reason she was alone. Upclose, she isn't really
attractive at all, and upon talking with her, I began to suspect that
she wasn't quite right in the head either. She claimed to own part of
the bar. She invited me to join her at the bar across the street but I
passed. This is the danger of warming up to unattractive girls.

1. They reduce your DHV. An old friend in high school came up and saw
me talking to this girl. I was a little embarrassed.
2. They can tend to cling to you if they perceive you to be interested
in them.

After a lot of nothing happened, we crossed the street to another bar.
I liked this bar as it is divided into two sections: one for loud pop
music, and the other for a quieter bar.

I don't remember much happening here either. I did sit down with two
girls. One was an unattractive middleaged woman, with a fairly
attractive younger girl. Since not much else was happening, I opted to
sit down and chat up the middle aged woman while trying to work on the
other one. Things went fairly well. The middle aged woman even bought
me a beer. However, I genuinely wasn't really interested either of
them. I later found the young one not as attractive as I previously
thought. She was kind of a backwoods redneck type, and when she stood
up, I could see that she was sporting a beer belly.

It soon became closing time at 2:00am. In my city, we have the benefit
of crossing the river to the Illinois side where the bars close at
3:00. With having not accomplished much, we headed across the great
Mississippi.

The first club we went to had a much better crowd than the Iowa side.
There was a group of girls dressed up in 80's style clothes dancing. I
also noticed two black girls watching them. One was an HB8, along with
her chubby friend, probably a 4. I approached them, and engaged both
of them.

I asked them both if it was 80's night here. The chubby friend (as
usual) was more interested in me than the HB8. I tried to engage the
HB, she was smoking a Swisher Sweet type cigar. I asked her what she
was smoking. (I know, bad line). She replied "weed" as if the question
annoyed her. Trying to recover, I said "Really? Let me have some." (I
know, horrible!). That pretty much ended it, and she turned away from
me.

Licking my wounds, I mentally reset myself, and I walked back to my
starting point, and noticed 2 other girls, an ugly 3 with a 6.5,
fairly attractive 30 something, with a great body, but with an ugly
spray on tan. This time, I was able to follow the 3second rule. She
had some type of large sea-shell necklace on. I touched it, and asked
her about it. She replied, and seemed interested. I built some rapport
with her. She said she was about to go to the bar next door. Would I
like to come? I would, but I will be there in about 20 minutes, I told
her. She left.

A little later, I noticed two 7's standing right next to me. I was
feeling the confidence and charm coming on. Not even about to break
the 3s rule again, I turn to them and smile, they smile back, I open
my mouth...and......The chubby black girl steps right in front of me! Fuck!

She wants me to dance. I tell her no thanks, maybe later. She hangs
around for far too long as I see the 2 7's slip out of sight. I
silently curse myself. Not all is lost though, as her HB8 friend comes
back into the picture. I am told that she only likes black guys. I
don't care though. I see it as a challenge, but I just need to figure
out the best way to proceed.

This girl is definitely a challenge. She knows she is hot. She starts
shaking her ass in front of some lowly looking arab guy. He is clearly
intimidated by this ice queen. She knows that he is intimidated He, on
the other hand, knows that she is clearly out of his league, yet he
can't bring himself to step away for the tiny possibility that he
might get lucky. It is an ugly scene, and I feel bad for the guy. I
wonder to myself how I would have handled this. I am not really sure
about the best way, because she was clearly being a bitch. But,
probably the best way to handle this is to start groping her. This
would demonstrate that you are NOT a harmless guy. At this point,
seducing her is out of the question, so you might as well play her own
game.....Any suggestions about this??

Eventually, me and my friend head to the club next door. This is a
type of club where you could describe it as more "ghetto". There are
definitely some unsavory types in here, and for the most part, the
girls like black guys. However, this makes the club more interesting.
Many of these girls are hardasses, and don't take very kindly to
idiotic approaches. Also, if you're not careful, you can easily get
your ass kicked. To me, this danger adds more excitement to it.

I circle the club once, and I find the 30something girl from the last
club. Some other guy is engaging her, so I move on. I circle the club
again. To my surprise, her ugly friend comes up to me

Her: "What are you doing?? Go talk to her!

Me: "What?? Why?? She's already talking to some guy"

Her: "Yeah but that guy is an idiot, she is just too shy to turn him
down. We've already seen you come by twice. She wants you to come talk
to her"

Me: "Well ok"

I've never really done this before. I was kind of taken aback by this,
so I just tried the direct method. I went up to her in mid
conversation with the dorky guy, and asked her if she wanted to come
have a drink with me. I could tell that she wanted to, but she
declined. I obviously approached this situation in the wrong way. She
was clearly shy, and unwilling to break the guys heart in front of him
so suddenly. I should have somehow subtly approached the two and
isolated her, but at the time I couldn't think of anything better. Any
suggestions on this????

I made a few approaches after this, but they were clumsy, and my body
language was all wrong. I kept stalling out after I asked them how
their night was going. Damn!

The chubby black girl found me again. I finally gave her a dance. She
was still with the HB8, so I saw this as a way to get close to her. We
danced up on a caged area. I kept my distance with the chubby girl
while thinking of someway to get past her friend's bitch defenses.

It then occurred to me that I never tried to negging her at all. I
couldn't really think of anything to say while dancing. After we
finished, I came up with this:

Me: "You know something...you're not a very good dancer." (Not really a
neg, I guess kind of an insult to knock her off her pedestal)

Her: (Looks at me incredulously) "What????......boy...I'm a STRIPPER!"

I then gave her a cocky smile and walked away. While this didn't get
me much closer to getting in her pants, I showed her that I wasn't
intimidated by her, and I threw her off guard a bit. They say that
negs are supposed to be a little bit friendly, but for some uber
bitches, like this one, is it possible that you should just say
something mean to them? For example, if I chose to neg her nails, she
would have perceived this as paying too much attention to her, and it
wouldn't have worked. Maybe I'm on to something here. It is possible
that you need to adjust the harshness of your negs in accordance with
her bitch level??

This pretty much ended my Friday night. While not successful at
getting even one phone number, I still had some useful interactions to
learn from.

Saturday

I began the night expecting my friend to come out with me again.
However, he was too tired from the night before. I met him at a local
redneck bar, where we had a few beers. Redneck bars don't have the
greatest numbers in terms of quality women, but again, like the above
mentioned hip-hop club, you can find some gems there. At this
particular bar, I actually even met a really hot, drunk girl, and
screwed her in the grass outside of this bar. Unfortunately, there
weren't any girls of this type attending this night.

My friend made it clear that he didn't want to go out, and nobody else
seemed interested either. So instead of wasting my time, I left
promptly at midnite to head to a local latino club.

Now, I come to this place for 3 weeks in a row. I come here for the
following reasons:

1. I love Hispanic women.
2. I speak fluent Spanish, and this is an easy way to DHV to other
girls
3. It is more acceptable in the Latin culture for men to approach the
women to dance. It is a great icebreaker.
4. Since I am an outsider here, I automatically more interesting for
these girls

My usual routine here is that I will buy a Corona, and stand around
with the other guys waiting for an opportunity to present itself. I
will usually approach her from the side, and ask her if she knows what
kind of music this is...or how to dance it..etc... I will talk to her in
English at first, but then start slipping in some Spanish. They all
assume I don't know any, so think its cute that I'm trying to practice
with them. I then start speaking fluently, which throws them off
guard. This technique still needs some work, but like I said, has
worked well for me in the past.

This night however, I didn't find myself so lucky. Since I had been
here the past 3 weekends in a row, I noticed that I was starting to
get recognized. In the past, I had used the rouse that I was here with
my sister and her Puerto Rican husband, that they love this place, and
they dragged me along with them. Again, this white lie worked, a lot
in the past, but I started to feel self conscious. Since I kind of
stand out from this crowd, it is a lot more noticeable if I am alone.
I even saw a girl who flaked out on me the week before. Since I was in
pretty much the same situation in which I met her, alone and off to
the side, I could see in her eyes that she knew something was up. I
was mildly embarrassed, and tried to strike up conversations with some
other girls, but nothing was really working. I decided to cut my
losses and try somewhere else.

I went to the same divided bar that I had been on the previous night.
As I entered, I saw an attractive 7 standing outside in the freezing
cold with nothing but a bareback blouse on. Stating the obvious,

Me:A"ren't you cold?".
Her: (Ih a sexy Brooklyn accent). "Nope, not at all, I'm a New
Yorker".
Me: "A New Yorker in Iowa??, Why would you come here?"
Her: "I don't know, I'm trying to figure it out myself"

I should have followed up, but I didn't. Inside the bar, I made about
5 approaches here. I tried hard to get away from "So what do you
do..where do you live"..routines, but its harder than you think. I
tried going into the pattern where you ask them how their night is
going so far. A couple times, it didn't come out right, but I actually
had a good interaction with a 7.5.

Me: "So how is your night going so far"?
Her: "Oh, its okay"
Me: "I'm sorry to hear that, what could you do to make it a great
night?"
Her: "Hmmm...I'm not sure"
Me: "Come on, I'm sure you'd prefer to have a great night as opposed
to an okay night. You should think about how to do
that"
Her: (smiling) Wellll..... I suppose I could use a few more drinks, and
then I will have a GREAT night"

She excused herself and went to dance with her friends. Again, this
wasn't exactly a perfect interaction, and I didn't close, but I can
see that there is something to this. I need to get the girls feeling
good, and not waste time with useless fluff talk. Most importantly, I
was able to get a positive reaction out of her instead useless facts.

I then proceeded to a group of three girls sitting at a table. I just
sat down and clumsily started chatting up a 6.5 blonde. While I was
clumsy, and my body language was bad, she still responded positively.
I engaged her in fluff talk, about her job, and it turned out, she was
a manicurist. Yes! I can finally use the "Are those nails real?" neg.
I even took her hands for a little kino and touched her nails as she
described how she does her own nails. This was good, but I was out of
balance, I just couldn't close. Looking back on this interaction, I
probably only needed to assert myself a bit more, but I just wasn't
ready for a close at that time.

At about this time, it was getting close to 2:00am, and it was time to
head over to the Illinois side. I again chose the Hip-Hop club to do
my hunting. When I got there, the place was hopping. I could smell all
the fresh opportunities awaiting. However, as I scoped the place out,
I soon began to see some familiar faces. As the bars close in Iowa at
2:00am in Iowa, many people cross the river to Illinois, where the
bars close at 3:00am.I wasn't surprised by this, but I have to admit
it shook me up a bit. I again became nervous that people would
recognize my aloneness. This was made even worse when I ran into the
manicurist. Being the trooper that I am though, I still wasn't ready
to give up yet. I began to circle the club continuously. I thought
that this would make me less conspicuous, but really the opposite
occurred. I ran into the manicurist another 3 times. I could see that
our mildly charming interaction had worn off. I could totally read her
look. She knew that I was alone, and she knew I was looking for girls
to hit on. I assume that she probably thought I pretty pathetic. I
tried to not let it shake me, but it did.

After that, I really only made one other approach worth mentioning. I
spotted a 2 girls sitting at the stools facing the dancefloor. One was
a half-white half black girl. She was obviously a ghetto girl, but she
had pretty features, and I'm sure she would have been a pretty good
lay.

I approached her, doing a lot of things wrong. I asked her about work,
brothers, sisters, all the while leaning into to talk to hear.

Eventually she asked me to buy her a drink.

Remembering a canned come back (Juggler maybe?), I replied, "I will
buy you a drink, but you have to French kiss me ;)."

She refused, but I think was amused by the novelty of it. I might have
been able to make something happen, but I screwed it up along the way.

Me: "So tell me, how would you describe your ideal man?"

Her: "Black."

I then tried to get convince her that there a man doesn't have to be
black to please her. However at this point, she wasn't having any of
it. It got pretty bad. It was almost like I was begging her to give me
a chance. Eventually, she just begged me to go and try to find a
different black girl who likes white guys. I agreed, and ejected
embarrassed. I called it a night

Thinking back on this, I know I could have handled this differently. I
should have asked her what its like to kiss a black man, and
progressed it sexual things. I should have got her to visualize sex. I
then might have asked her to visualize me doing those things to her.
While hindsight is 20/20, I KNOW that many of these women who stick to
certain races only do it for comfort. I even kind of do it with
Hispanic women. I will prove this someday.

Well, for anyone who cared to read this far, I thank you. I am not
writing this so much for an audience, but for me to look back and
learn from my mistakes. I appreciate any feedback, but I have a
feeling that the length of this report will fail to hold many people's
attention. Either way, I won't let this disappointing weekend
discourage me. I know I need to change my game up. I will try to make
it up to Iowa City, my old college town. There are plenty of hot women
there, and it will be a great opportunity to improve my game. If there
is anyone who wants to go out this weekend, let me know.

Take Care,

Klosck