Places--
T: 23rd and 6th Ave; Union Square; Gansevoort
W: Empire; Starbucks; Rose
R: Random places
F: Empire, Spitzers, Yummy Noodles
S: The Park, Gansevoort, Pop Burger
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Past two days have been fun. I went out with Whisp to day game. We met up at 23rd and 6th Ave, which was not very target rich, then walked down to Union Square.
It was the first time we went out together and since I have been chode mode recently, I was extra shy to approach. My first real attempt was when Whisp literally threw me at two girls. I completely chickened out after following them for two seconds, but after that I did a couple approaches. He ended up treating me to a special German drink the name of which I forget. It is cheap wine cooked with spices - although what we had was nonalcoholic.
Overall, it was a pretty lame sarge attempt, but I am back out there now instead of choding around at home.
Later in the evening, I met up with Rufio and tried to hit up Gansevoort. On this rainy and cold Tuesday, hardly anyone was in the lounge, so we booked it then called it a night.
Wednesday, I finally got my clandestine voice recorder key chain. My sarges are now recorded!
Later, I went to Empire to meet up with Whisp and a guy who contacted me through my NYCSarge Blog named Marko. We had planned to arrive at 10 PM, but when I arrived, I found out Empire was booked with a private party until 11 PM. I stood oustide the Starbucks around the corner from Empire to call Marko and Whisp only to discover both had to cancel last minute.
I entered Starbucks to wait until 11 PM and while in line met a gorgeous Thai woman and an NYC guy. They had just come from a Julliard ballet performance; they dance ballet themselves. Although they were on their way out, we had a great chat for about half and hour and I double number closed.
I then received a text from Rufio that there was a party in Brooklyn at Rose. The DJ was awesome - Veronica Vasicka. I will definitely try to find her sets around the city.
Rose: dark-lit, thick with the body heat of a hundred hipsters wiggling and bouncing their hipster dances, PBRs strewn about the tables. Like everywhere, you had your wall flowers, but most people on the dance floor were ripping it up. It may be early to say, but Rose is one of my favorites.
Before we left, Rufio pushed me to move through the dance floor to open every set I passed. I did it and he said it looked great and later on, I was opened by who I thought was the hottest girl on the floor - a tall blond with a boyfriend - because she had seen how I was going up to people. Oddly enough, I felt very lukewarm about how I opened those sets because I mostly discussed the music playing. Banter is my main issue now, but I am working on it and I am improving.
After, Rufio , Dark Nes, and I tried to bounce to Manhattan, but ended up grabbing some Chinese food near Bowery and Canal.
I am getting the feeling that when I am with Rufio and Lupin, whenever I talk about myself, I am a bit pessimistic. First of all, narcissism is not very attractive. Second, the only way to go is overly optimistic. Lupin is very inspiring, is good at leading us around, etc. That is what I want. So from tonight, my first goal will be to stop bashing myself. My other goals are approaching in volume, approaching difficult sets, and making interactions sexual.
Thursday night, I had Capoeira until late, then came back home and twiddled around until I went out to meet up with Rufio and Lupin. The night was pretty much done, so we had a powwow at Yummy Noodles.
I realized recently my face is a bit rounder than usual. I need to stop eating out so much! Maybe Rufio's right and I should get a Man-Bag and fill it with awesome edibles like peanut butter and humus. Man, I am so hungry right now...
Friday night, Lupin, Bob, Christian, and I tried for Empire, but as a large group of guys, we could not get in. I met a man who played basketball for Spain while in line so he came along. As we entered the subway, Christian remembered he needed to buy a metro card. The basketball player handed me his metro card saying I should give it to Christian, hopped the turnstile, and we never heard from him again.
We met up with Rufio around 12th Street who took us to an NYU party that was winding down. After some of us used the bathroom, we left, but Rufio headed home for the night. The rest of us went down to Spitzers, which completely salvaged the night. We opened several sets, even Christian, who is not (yet) into Pick Up.
Saturday night, Lupin, Bob, and I tried The Park, but at 10 PM, it was still in restaurant mode. Apparently, it converts to a nightclub at midnight, so next time we'll have to get in at 11:30 PM. We headed to Gansevoort, which was an absolute circus. Everywhere I turned were two or three PUAs on the prowl. At one point, I thought I'd have some fun opening guys with lines like: "So, how did you guys get into the Game?" or "Did you see those two girls fighting outside?" My PUA Radar is 100% accurate - it must be the haunted, prowling look in their eyes. I hope I don't wear that look, though I am afraid I do.
Other than number closing two PUAs, Lupin, Bob, and I opened several sets, including a bachelorette party where we enjoyed homemade penis cake. Yum, yum.
Afterward, we grabbed food from Pop Burger where the milkshakes run thick and the veggie burgers are invisible...or that's what they call them anyways.
Full of fast food, we tried Park again, even though it was about 4 AM. The place was closed, of course, but we bumped into two British PUAs (one of whom had constituted my second number close at Gansevoort) and a cute blond they had pulled. Finally, Bob dropped us off at our places (it's nice to have a car...or a friend with a car).
This week felt so long, but it was a lot of fun. Today is Monday. Wish me luck.
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