The Return of MB

MB, my European muscle bound long haired only talks to women who are as thin as a needle friend has been a freaking pain in the ass for about a month or so - wanting to go out but not talk to anyone. Only Friday, he told me that on Thursday, he saw the woman of his dream and went to go talked to her and froze up and could not do anything. I said, "Wow, that shit happens to me everyday", he thought I was fucking with him and he got pissed. He started talking about how this never happens, and he can get pretty much any women, blah, blah, blah ... to which I responded, "Whoa is you" (This time I was fucking with him). He didn't respond so I layed into him about spending a month standing or sitting at bars and being fucked up whack-go, who didn't talk to good looking women who were talking to him. He said, "yeah, you're right" and thens goes into some weird psycho babble about only talking to women he wants to talk to. To which, I responded, "See what happens when you are an asshole, when your opportunity came, you blew it because you spent so much time not being social". His response was "hmmm... you might be right about that". Anyway, MB is back his talking to woman, pushing me to talk to hotter women (I'm getting to comfy with cuties).

What I have learned from this experience is that you have to always practice or socialize. My good friend basically stop talking to women for a month. I don't know why, but I'm sure there is some mental scar there. As for me, my day game is coming along well, but my nights have sucked. I think thru MB freakness I have found why my night game has dropped -- I have not been to happy hour or out at night during the week since I hurt my leg. So it's back to happy hours, softball games, fundraisers, embassy parties, and crashing conferences hotel parties, let's see if I can modest approach rate for this week. I will shoot for 2 girls per night for the rest of the week starting tonight.