FR#58: Mouse, the First Night

FR#58: Mouse, the First Night

2010-03-15 Monday

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Foreword:

Three months have passed since my last post. I fell out of Pick Up, yeah, but I fell out because of Pick Up. So, I dedicate these next few "FRs" - some of the best weeks of my year - to you guys.

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Two of my closest friends at NYU, a couple, invite me to dinner. Their names? Fonzie and Emma. Emma invited me out, saying her friend, Mouse, would be there. Mouse, huh? Better be a cutie!

I arrive. My friends are drinking wine in the common room. Someone pours me a glass as Emma introduces me to Mouse. She is standoffish and cold.

I have met many indifferent girls over the past year. The technical Pick Up term is "bitch". In reality, they are often feeling shy and uncomfortable. Or they've been approached by guys so much that they have to act cold. Either way, they are often sexy, sometimes smart girls. Don't hate.

Mouse is cute, though I don't get a good look at her. I feel like if I show too much interest too soon, I'll just be another guy thinking about hitting on her.

I chat with my friends and look for opportunities to involve Mouse, who is quiet. When she mentions she likes something, I tease her about it engage her emotionally. For example, she says she loves bunnies. I go on a tangent about foreign cultures and foods, ending with how people eat rabbit in China. Evil, right?

I didn't try make conversation with her. I just started talking at the group, but mostly at her. This is social circle game. If she ignores me, it will be weird.

I also engaged her emotionally. It does not matter if the emotions are positive or negative as long as they are light and fun.

The conversation turns to video games. Mouse looks bored. I know I am. I talk about video games as well, but I twist it into something more interesting, to me at least. It went something like, "It's been forever since I've played video games. Most of it is a waste of time probably, but if you think about it, video games could be a really cool interactive way to explore themes. Fonzie wrote a paper last semester about these Japanese video games that discuss blah blah..."

The idea is that Mouse feels I'm inclusive and intelligent. Also, by showing that I'm outside the video game loop, I sort of put us on common ground.

Fonzie, Emma, Mouse, and I go for pizza. As we walk, Emma and Fonzie couple up, so I walk with Mouse. I kino her as we talk about random small things in my day and she warms up.

Apparently, Mouse was thinking, "Oh, Sparrow is pretty friendly. I'm glad he is gay, otherwise I don't think I'd like him touching me like this!" My gestures and style come off as gay I suppose. I don't want to seem gay, but there are PUAs who use this trait to their advantage - my wingman Rufio, Sabastian, Style. Whatever though.

One more thing about coming off gay:

I was talking with Rufio's girl (yeah, Rufio got steady too!) and she also thought he was gay at first, which also made her feel more comfortable.

Rufio sometimes parties with a guy who comes off flamboyantly gay. The guy is not a PUA, but he usually makes out with several girls throughout the night and sometimes pulls. Effeminate or masculine - it apparently does not matter.

So, what does matter? I'd say the following:

1. Balls - You take risks: risk rejection, risk failure, whatever. Don't let fear hold you back. Tell a girl you want her. Start a business. Drop your shitty job, move to another country, and learn a new language. Of course, think stuff through as well.

2. Fun - You give love. People are generally smiling with you around.

3. Leading - You take initiative. You don't defer to others.

4. Chill - You don't get pissed off or super sad for nothing. You don't take the small stuff seriously.

These are all things you can learn to be.

We sit down for pizza. I want to sit by Mouse. Emma sees my intentions and says, "Ladies on this side of the table. Guys on the other side." First, I am annoyed, but whatever.

I turn to Mouse. "It's good Emma is here to prevent sexy guys like me from hitting on pretty girls like you." Mouse giggles and Miss grins at me incredulously.

Saying that was pretty scary! I'm glad Fonzie didn't hear. Stuff like that should be kept between you and someone else, otherwise it's embarrassing for the girl. Also, I'd move onto another topic quickly. Mine was: "So, uh...wow, it's really bright in here." We were in a dimly lit pizza shop by the way.

Over dinner, we fluff. She throws some shit tests. I also discover she has not seen Avatar. I hype it up a little and Fonzie and Emma follow suit (I saw it with them). I tell Mouse that my roommate, Rufio, hasn't seen it yet and that she can come with us on Thursday. She agrees.

I remember always wondered how to deal with shit tests. One way to deal with shit tests now is to just not deal with them. For example, the worst shit test I ever got was: "I want to have sex with you." We were in public, standing in front of one of her sculptures. My response? "Uhh...sex...? Yes!"

Better: "Yeah, so..." then you just talk about something else or continue with what you were saying like nothing happened.

Walking back, Emma wants to watch Pan's Labyrinth. Mouse wants to get up early, but Emma is a very persuasive girl. Anyway, it's Spring Break.

Upstairs in Fonzie's room, I sit next to Mouse during the movie. We're under blankets, so kino is easy. Before the movie, I thumb wrestle Mouse, then pretend to palm reading. I make it obvious I'm bullshitting, but she keeps her hand in mine. I think she just likes the contact.

P.S. Pan's Labyrinth is a good movie to watch - a lot of suspenseful scenes where you can get physical. I ruffle her hair or grab her at certain times.

The movie finishes. I offer Mouse a massage. She starts to refuse, but I don't wait for her answer. I just do it. Soon enough, she is falling asleep against me.

Later, she said the fact that I just went ahead with it really annoyed her. :-P

Finally, it is 4 AM and I wake Mouse. Her dorm is on the way to my apartment, so I walk her home. I want to kiss her, but I'm scared.

In front of her dorm, she says good night and turns away. I put my hand on her and pull her toward me. "Before you go, I want a good night kiss." In retrospect, I should have just gone for it, slowly though.

"Why?" She says.

"I had a great night and I am attracted to you." She takes my hand in hers and giggles.

"I don't know..." She says as she locks fingers with me and squeezes my hand. It's so on.

"Aww, you're breaking my heart. I'm going home to cry now." She walks toward her dorm. Over her shoulder, she beams at me.

"Don't cry yet! There's always next time!"

Rufio, Dark, and I heard it from Juggler first: Tell a girl how you feel and let her simmer with it. Tell a girl what your intentions at. Try it out!

One thing I forgot was to give Mouse reason to believe I liked her for her. Definitely qualify girls way before you try to show you really like her.

FR#57: A Pinoy Party; Sichuanese Crab, Peep S'mores, and the Future Me

FR#57: A Pinoy Party

2010-03-12

Rufio, Sparrow

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A while ago, while riding the subway with Rufio, I approached two Chinese girls, one of whom I shall call Spice. I got a number and a few days later, Alter Ego, Doc, and I met these two girls and Spice's parents for dinner. Spice and I kept texting every once in a while and she at one point agreed to cook lunch for Rufio and I.

On this day, I asked if Spice was still up for cooking for us tomorrow. She said she'd love to.

The rest of the day was a lot of walking. I had an improv class, then in the pouring rain, I met up with Rufio in LES. We walked to this Filipino party, I talked with a cute 18 year old, but Rufio found us a ride back to my apartment, so we left.

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Sichuanese Crab, Peep S'mores, and the Future Me

2010-03-13 Saturday

Comedian, Dark Nes, Doc, Lupin, Rufio, Sebastian, Sparrow

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I had been telling Spice forever that I'd introduce her to S'mores, so after Rufio and I clean up, we run to Rite Aid to get the ingredients. There, Rufio sees Peeps, so we buy two boxes to pimp out our S'mores.

Spice arrives and we chill for over an hour until we realize we're all starving. We help Spice prepare the ingredients - lotus root, ginger, garlic, and crab. The meal is fantastic, though it leaves me smelling like garlic for the next two days. :-(

I tell Spice that I'm learning how to give massages from YouTube and ask if she'd like to help me practice. Rufio heads out and after fifteen minutes of chatting, I turn Spice toward me and say, "You know what I'd love to do right now? I'd love to kiss you." She leans back and we're kissing.

I ask her to stand up as I convert the futon into a bed and as I push her down onto it, she asks me so sweetly in Chinese, "Are we really going to do this?" I think she wants it, but I honestly am not so sure whether I want it.

"We don't have to," I respond. I love her personality, but I am not extremely attracted. I've never had sex, so I'd like my first time to be with someone who drives me wild on a physical as well as emotional level.

After bringing her to climax four or so times, our hands are down each other's pants and her shirt is off. I try to strip our clothes off more because I want to go down on her, but she asks in Chinese, "Could we not do it?" I have no intention of going all the way, so it's fine. We hold each other for an hour as we pillow talk until I realize I should get going to a party in Tribeca. We walk to the subway.

I meet up with the crew at the Tribeca party. I initially am feeling AA, but after a few approaches, I am bouncing around talking to random people, though the only girl I really like is this woman from a country in Eastern Europe called Macedonia. In case anyone is wondering, Macedonia is a successor state of the former Yugoslavia and declared independence in 1991.

Anyway...Macedonia was in her mid to late twenties, a PhD student for mathematics, and was working in Finance. When she told me this, I flipped a shit - that is precisely the path I am on (although I will add a second major in Philosophy when I return to school). She asked me why I am want to go into Finance. I replied that I want to take my future wealth and open charter schools in New York and other countries. When I said this, she flipped a shit. That is precisely what she wants to do. Incredible. So, I FB closed her and got her friend's e-mail. lol

I also flirted with Doc's friend Amidalla who is incredibly beautiful and quite intelligent. Despite her good looks, agile mind, and sharp tongue (she throws shit tests at me like confetti, which is an IOI), I have failed to even recognize her on two occasions, not to mention the fact that I've forgotten her name both times. I once accidentally referred to her as Amidalla, though I find it fitting for a woman of such refined beauty. After a time, she started taking her hand in mine every time I spoke with her. Next time I see her, I plan to intent drop and see where that leads us.

We try to organize a trip to Gansevoort, then some other place, but it fails and we split up. I head home and meet up with Amidalla, Doc, and Rufio for food at the diner near my apartment.

Later, Rufio tells me that I broke up several of his sets, which confuses me. I came into his sets and asked him a quick question. His answer would tell me he either wants a wing or is doing fine by himself. This is a system he introduced to me and it works quite well. What's more, it can be expected that something or someone may interrupt your set at anytime. We all know ways to deal with interruptions, the least difficult of which is your wingman coming in to ask a quick question. I for one have only ever been truly interrupted when Lupin comes into set and just stands there looking sexy. :-P

If you want an extreme example of interruption, see FR#56 where my set with R&B is interrupted by maybe seven guys.

Anyhow, Rufio did give me a superior way to wing: Observe the set and decide for yourself whether your wingman needs you to distract the other members of the group. If he needs assistance, simply go in and open the group to give your wingman isolation. Consulting with your wingman is unnecessary.

FR#56: Slow Night at Belmont and a One-minute Makeout Nextdoor

FR#56: Slow Night at Belmont and a One-minute Makeout Nextdoor

2010-03-11 Thursday

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Rufio arrives at a BK party and it is dead. He comes back and invites me to Lit around 2 AM. I go out to do a couple approaches then call it a night. We meet up at Belmont instead. Dark and Rufio just pulled two Persian girls and their friend into Belmont with them. We dance and relax, but I otherwise do not approach.

Rufio and I leave Belmont, but hear the bar next door playing some cool music. We explore inside, then grab some seats to listen to what's playing. Song after song is awesome, until "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey comes on. Rufio and I jump up and start dancing. Whoever is left in the bar at this hour cheer and start dancing. In particular, one girl gets involved, so I grab her and we start dancing my version of ballroom. ;-)

After a minute, we're making out. I push her onto the pool table in the bar when I remember Rufio and I were about to leave, which is convenient for me because I do not really want to go beyond kissing with this girl. "I'd take you home with me tonight, but my friend is crashing at my place tonight. Have a good night, dear."

I go out to find Rufio, but don't find him, so I head home. Later he tells me he went back into Belmont with a guy and a girl. He ended up making out with the girl, but got weirded out and left because these two were apparently a couple.

FR#55: Pool Party and the R&B Club

I took a two week hiatus from going out. I got the flu for some of that time, but that was just the catalyst. It was nice to take a break after weeks of going out nearly every day and every night.

Over the past months, people sent me e-mails warning me that I may burn myself out. That's precisely what happened - I burnt myself out. I did not even want to go out. After this break, I have a more relaxed and efficient sarge schedule half-planned out.

FR#55: Pool Party and the R&B Club

2010-03-10 Wednesday

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White Rose invites me to this pool party in Times Sq. A pool party in NYC? I must check it out.

I arrive. Off of Times Square is a hotel. The lounge inside this hotel has a pool in the middle.

White Rose jumps from the pool and, dripping wet, he embraces me. A Latino woman sits by the pool, hanging her feet in the water. She wears her high heels and jeans into the pool. She grabs my arm and tries to throw me into the pool. No thanks. I like my cellphones dry and working.

I change, return, and there is brunette with a killer body and an exotic look in the pool with White Rose. I flirt with her, but am feeling very shy. Each time she breaks rapport, I chat with White Rose for a minute. I know that if I do not push myself to do something scary, this shyness will set the tone for the night.

"Hear this music? Dance time." I take her hand and spin her. We dance for a little until I spin her backside to me and I grind with her. White Rose looks at me with this glint in his eyes and she catches on.

"Oh my God! Do not sandwich me!" So, of course, we sandwich grind her and she puts her arms around me giggling. Still, I am feeling afraid to pursue this girl further, so I do the scariest thing I can think of: I start kissing her neck. She runs away laughing.

In retrospect, I should have continued slowly stopped the dancing, taken her hand, and isolated her at the top of the stairs. To blow yourself out may be nerve wracking, but it is fairly easy. To take the interaction to a more intimate level, to put your personality out there for her to accept or decline, now that takes some courage.

I move to the top of the stairs. There are two women in their forties there - one a tall white woman and the other a petite black woman. The white woman is dancing awkwardly and crazy and for some reason takes a liking to me. We dance for a bit until I discover the black woman is a dance instructor. She teaches me Merengue and we dance and talk into the night. White Rose and his friend ChocolateNLP want to bounce, so we leave.

ChocolateNLP and I head to LES, but the place I had heard about - a nightlong slumber party - was not open. We grab some eats, then hit up a place called Sapphire. We don't go inside because things are winding down. Instead, we talk with the bouncer, then hit on the remaining girls as they come out. The prettiest one is who I zero in on - let's call her R&B. She is this tall, full bodied, well toned, bootylicious black girl from BK who is trying to make it as a singer while performing intubation and extubation at a hospital in Manhattan.

Several guys - some of them the rappers who performed in the club earlier - suddenly pull her away and begin hitting on her. I flirt with some other girls in the meantime, but every time I see her looking bored, I draw her back. Finally, ChocolateNLP and I tell R&B and her friend that we're grabbing some pizza and that they should join us, which they do.

Approaches: ~10

Number closes: 5