TheMonkeyKing
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Over the last couple of weeks or so, I have finally reached the much revered stage where a few women have been either been approaching me or at least signalling for me to approach. It started off with a couple of fairly dubious candidates, but confidence is gradually building and there has been at least one solid 8/10 that I am following up on.
GIRL 1
Finnish chick. Probably a standard 7/10. Not unattractive, but fairly bland looking and a bit of a moon face. She came to sit in my booth as I was supping a c0cktail in a bar. Started talking about how she wanted to stay out after her friends had gone home; then very quickly proceeded to start talking about her ex-bf, how she was a psychology grad and that I probably wasn't interested - which, by that point, I wasn't, alarm bells ringing loud and clear. Took the number anyway to be polite, made my excuses and left for the club. Probably could have easily taken this girl home, but with increased personal value come increased standards. As the old saying goes, we have to speculate to accumulate, from time to time.
GIRL 2
Same night after meeting GIRL 1. Cute, petite English rose. Solid 8/10, probably more if and when she makes an effort. I’m dancing away in my element in the club and this girl lifts her leg and does the standing splits right in front of and staring straight at me. Bit of flirtation ensued and she starts playing hard to get as I try to kiss her, saying she was there with her family or something. I pinch her belly to retaliate, she grabs my hand and throws it on to her a$$. Not an ounce of fat on this girl, like 10% body fat or less, possibly a dancer or something. Told her to take my number; she insists I take hers. Called her the next night saying I’m busy for a couple of weeks. Will aim make a date at end of month. Earlier speculation paying off.
GIRL 3
Some cougar in the pub last week. Fit body, probably another 7/10, probably in her mid-forties but looks her age. Turns out she’s got an 18-year old daughter (probably closer to my own preference, ironically). Strikes up conversation as her fiend is in the bathroom. Nice bird, not much about her and seemingly a bit depressive but good conversation with the two of them. Clearly interested, telling me where she goes on Friday nights (as if by way of invitation), paying lots of interest etc etc. Eventually changed seats to one nearer mine. Obviously nothing followed, and didn’t even take the number, but it’s starting to feel automatic now.
GIRL 4
I’ve known for a few weeks; barmaid in the local pub. Has been very forward from the beginning, giving me a lot of attention and complimentary. Bleach blonde, 7.5. Gave her my number last week after she accuses me of playing hard to get. I get a missed call at 3am on Sunday morning. I was sound asleep and out of town anyway. Will set something up; probably not a long term prospect but a fun girl who would be good to go out with.
GIRL 5
Introduced to me by GIRL 4 in the bar. GIRL 5 is from NZ, solid 7/10, was already drunk when I met her, but basically offering me back to her place within an hour. She’s buying me drinks, kissing my neck and telling me how she would go with me and another girl. I tell her nothing’s going to happen when she’s so drunk – you can’t be too careful. I offer my number, she’s not really interested – literally wants fun then and there. If she were hotter and not so smashed, I probably would have.
GIRL 6
Outside yet another local pub. She’s having a telephone interview and I’m minding my own business. Probably a good 8/10, but I clock a big ol’ diamond on the ring finger. She gets off the phone and immediately apologises for disturbing the peace with her loud call. Have a bit of banter backward and forward and she leaves. Nothing happening really, but indicative of giving of a vibe where birds feel comfortable to just strike up conversation.
GIRL 7
At a charity boxing event with mates. This chick comes and sits down right next to me and strikes up conversation after a few minutes. This girl is hot, a good 8/10 but apparently turning forty this year. Is a kickboxer/PT, looks early 30s and was probably a 9/10 in her prime. She’s very inquisitive, complimentary saying how pretty I am and she can’t believe I’m single blablabla. Good convo and banter. I eventually go back to my mates and her to hers. I do a bit of online investigation the day after, find her on FB. Looks like she’s got two kids. Oh well, might be good for a couple of nights of fun, nothing more.
This has all come about over the couple of weeks to month. Can’t really say I’m doing anything drastically different, though a couple of considerations:
-I am leaner, though have maintained muscle bulk. Mostly living on vegetables, a lot of animal protein and minimal carbs and only during the daytime; while maintaining similar levels of exercise. Definitely lost fat from face and belly. Going to try a proper cutting regimen over the next couple of weeks. Biggest thing has been stripping out carbs and replacing with veg in the evening meal I think.
-I go out now because I want to, not purely to find women; giving off a comfortable vibe rather than someone who’s on the prowl.
-I’ve been persistent over the last 6 months, getting to know and talking to people in my local area. Conversation is now easy and I’m now comfortable in most social settings, having been a bit recluse for a number of years.
I read this on Heartiste last week, and it pretty much describes my experience over the last 6 months or so: https://heartiste.wordpress.com/2017/04/04/the-alpha-attitude-recapped-he-persisted/
QUOTE:
“No womanizer who’s worth his colloquial designation would fold after ten successive rejections. Maybe he’d muse on his streak of bad luck, but he’d never question his desirability to women. That’s the kind of knee-jerk emotional spasm reserved for blubbery beta males riven with self-doubt after ONE rejection.
You’ll know you’ve achieved Rod Emperor status when failed pickups leave no more impression on your psyche than failed lottery tickets.”
And this, friends, is the take home message. Persist, reflect, repeat. It’s getting better all the time.
GIRL 1
Finnish chick. Probably a standard 7/10. Not unattractive, but fairly bland looking and a bit of a moon face. She came to sit in my booth as I was supping a c0cktail in a bar. Started talking about how she wanted to stay out after her friends had gone home; then very quickly proceeded to start talking about her ex-bf, how she was a psychology grad and that I probably wasn't interested - which, by that point, I wasn't, alarm bells ringing loud and clear. Took the number anyway to be polite, made my excuses and left for the club. Probably could have easily taken this girl home, but with increased personal value come increased standards. As the old saying goes, we have to speculate to accumulate, from time to time.
GIRL 2
Same night after meeting GIRL 1. Cute, petite English rose. Solid 8/10, probably more if and when she makes an effort. I’m dancing away in my element in the club and this girl lifts her leg and does the standing splits right in front of and staring straight at me. Bit of flirtation ensued and she starts playing hard to get as I try to kiss her, saying she was there with her family or something. I pinch her belly to retaliate, she grabs my hand and throws it on to her a$$. Not an ounce of fat on this girl, like 10% body fat or less, possibly a dancer or something. Told her to take my number; she insists I take hers. Called her the next night saying I’m busy for a couple of weeks. Will aim make a date at end of month. Earlier speculation paying off.
GIRL 3
Some cougar in the pub last week. Fit body, probably another 7/10, probably in her mid-forties but looks her age. Turns out she’s got an 18-year old daughter (probably closer to my own preference, ironically). Strikes up conversation as her fiend is in the bathroom. Nice bird, not much about her and seemingly a bit depressive but good conversation with the two of them. Clearly interested, telling me where she goes on Friday nights (as if by way of invitation), paying lots of interest etc etc. Eventually changed seats to one nearer mine. Obviously nothing followed, and didn’t even take the number, but it’s starting to feel automatic now.
GIRL 4
I’ve known for a few weeks; barmaid in the local pub. Has been very forward from the beginning, giving me a lot of attention and complimentary. Bleach blonde, 7.5. Gave her my number last week after she accuses me of playing hard to get. I get a missed call at 3am on Sunday morning. I was sound asleep and out of town anyway. Will set something up; probably not a long term prospect but a fun girl who would be good to go out with.
GIRL 5
Introduced to me by GIRL 4 in the bar. GIRL 5 is from NZ, solid 7/10, was already drunk when I met her, but basically offering me back to her place within an hour. She’s buying me drinks, kissing my neck and telling me how she would go with me and another girl. I tell her nothing’s going to happen when she’s so drunk – you can’t be too careful. I offer my number, she’s not really interested – literally wants fun then and there. If she were hotter and not so smashed, I probably would have.
GIRL 6
Outside yet another local pub. She’s having a telephone interview and I’m minding my own business. Probably a good 8/10, but I clock a big ol’ diamond on the ring finger. She gets off the phone and immediately apologises for disturbing the peace with her loud call. Have a bit of banter backward and forward and she leaves. Nothing happening really, but indicative of giving of a vibe where birds feel comfortable to just strike up conversation.
GIRL 7
At a charity boxing event with mates. This chick comes and sits down right next to me and strikes up conversation after a few minutes. This girl is hot, a good 8/10 but apparently turning forty this year. Is a kickboxer/PT, looks early 30s and was probably a 9/10 in her prime. She’s very inquisitive, complimentary saying how pretty I am and she can’t believe I’m single blablabla. Good convo and banter. I eventually go back to my mates and her to hers. I do a bit of online investigation the day after, find her on FB. Looks like she’s got two kids. Oh well, might be good for a couple of nights of fun, nothing more.
This has all come about over the couple of weeks to month. Can’t really say I’m doing anything drastically different, though a couple of considerations:
-I am leaner, though have maintained muscle bulk. Mostly living on vegetables, a lot of animal protein and minimal carbs and only during the daytime; while maintaining similar levels of exercise. Definitely lost fat from face and belly. Going to try a proper cutting regimen over the next couple of weeks. Biggest thing has been stripping out carbs and replacing with veg in the evening meal I think.
-I go out now because I want to, not purely to find women; giving off a comfortable vibe rather than someone who’s on the prowl.
-I’ve been persistent over the last 6 months, getting to know and talking to people in my local area. Conversation is now easy and I’m now comfortable in most social settings, having been a bit recluse for a number of years.
I read this on Heartiste last week, and it pretty much describes my experience over the last 6 months or so: https://heartiste.wordpress.com/2017/04/04/the-alpha-attitude-recapped-he-persisted/
QUOTE:
“No womanizer who’s worth his colloquial designation would fold after ten successive rejections. Maybe he’d muse on his streak of bad luck, but he’d never question his desirability to women. That’s the kind of knee-jerk emotional spasm reserved for blubbery beta males riven with self-doubt after ONE rejection.
You’ll know you’ve achieved Rod Emperor status when failed pickups leave no more impression on your psyche than failed lottery tickets.”
And this, friends, is the take home message. Persist, reflect, repeat. It’s getting better all the time.
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