another frustrating night...

Its 12pm on Sat...and I'm still a little drunk.
Last night I started the night with one of the best attitudes in a long time.
I was feelin good, and not giving 2 shits about anything....I wasn't tired, and I had lots of energy.
Lots of shit has been going well for me for the past couple of days, so I was just in a good mood.
Regardless, last night I had such shitty results again.
I'm starting to get frustrated. I don't feel like I'm progressing as fast anymore...and maybe that was inevitable because I've just gotten past the easy parts....or maybe I just miss that feeling of 'Holy shit, I can't believe I just did that'.
In the brief amount of time I was at Sherlocks last night, I opened some chick that was a decent 7.
At first all went well, but I got stuck trying to build attraction with her for too long and eventually things faded.
I started grasping at straws for a bit...and she finally noticed.
I didn't let it bother me much when she finally turned her shoulder after a good 10 seconds of the convo dieing out.
I just moved on....but I have to admit, it took a little bit of a toll on that good mood I had.
I eventually made it back up to Denton and wound up hitting Fry about midnight.
Met up with a friend of mine (TheRealMacguyver), and we started at Tavern.
It was here that things reallllly went south.
On the way in, I saw some chick I knew from a long time ago (and yep, she was still gorgeous).
So I jumped right in front of her, and we caught up a bit while walking in.
As we walked in the door, I had my arm around her and her friend (we're talkin pretty major hotties...8's, dare I say 8.5's?).
I was hoping that would set the tone for me within the bar.
So we get in, and I broke off from them for a bit. This was probably a bad idea.
I should have known better, but everyone in Tavern knows each other. Its like a big family...so its really dangerous to go in there without alot of social proof of your own.
Every other time I've been in there, its been with, at the very least, 2 or 3 other friends...so it hasn't been too much of a problem.
This time it was just me and TheRealMacguyver.
So we float around in there for a bit. We both tried opening a couple of girls, but no real luck.
Those hotties where off in the clusterfuck of people standing at the bar...and they clearly knew plenty of people.
Problem was they were next to impossible to get to.
In retrospect, I guess I really should have tried harder to use them to meet more people.
I also should've gamed them a little harder.
Anyway, after a good 10-15 minutes of feeling like the only 2 losers in that bar that don't know everyone else, we bailed.
Off to riprocks....which was insanely dead.
However, I actually didn't mind how dead it was, because atleast there I didn't feel like some standoffish loser.
I realized that, out of the few people that were there, there might have been 2-3 girs worth even approcahing...and that's about the time I decided I was just going to drink my ass off.
So I really started pounding em and, hey whaddya know, a really cute 2-set is right there behind us.
So we open em.
I take the shorter dark-haired girl...an easy 7.5 (can't remember well enough to call her an 8).
blah blah blah....things are going pretty well, but her blond Serbian friend wound up blowing out TheRealMacguyver and wanted to leave.
So I get my hottie's #, and they leave.
I knew where they were going, and I probably could've bumped into her again.....but I knew that I had just finished off 2 more blasters...and it was only a matter of time before I was cant-see-straight drunk.
So I decided to let this one go for the night, and I'd hit her up again at a later date.
That was probably the smartest thing I did all night.
So somehow we wound up back on the street and both agreed to end the night since we weren't doing shit for success.
Here's the deal though, among the 9million other things I need to work on, I need to get better at SOBER in-set attraction.
Its so tough not to slip back to the buzzed/drunk gaming because I'm almost always so much more successful like that.
Last night I started the night with one of the best attitudes in a long time.
I was feelin good, and not giving 2 shits about anything....I wasn't tired, and I had lots of energy.
Lots of shit has been going well for me for the past couple of days, so I was just in a good mood.
Regardless, last night I had such shitty results again.
I'm starting to get frustrated. I don't feel like I'm progressing as fast anymore...and maybe that was inevitable because I've just gotten past the easy parts....or maybe I just miss that feeling of 'Holy shit, I can't believe I just did that'.
In the brief amount of time I was at Sherlocks last night, I opened some chick that was a decent 7.
At first all went well, but I got stuck trying to build attraction with her for too long and eventually things faded.
I started grasping at straws for a bit...and she finally noticed.
I didn't let it bother me much when she finally turned her shoulder after a good 10 seconds of the convo dieing out.
I just moved on....but I have to admit, it took a little bit of a toll on that good mood I had.
I eventually made it back up to Denton and wound up hitting Fry about midnight.
Met up with a friend of mine (TheRealMacguyver), and we started at Tavern.
It was here that things reallllly went south.
On the way in, I saw some chick I knew from a long time ago (and yep, she was still gorgeous).
So I jumped right in front of her, and we caught up a bit while walking in.
As we walked in the door, I had my arm around her and her friend (we're talkin pretty major hotties...8's, dare I say 8.5's?).
I was hoping that would set the tone for me within the bar.
So we get in, and I broke off from them for a bit. This was probably a bad idea.
I should have known better, but everyone in Tavern knows each other. Its like a big family...so its really dangerous to go in there without alot of social proof of your own.
Every other time I've been in there, its been with, at the very least, 2 or 3 other friends...so it hasn't been too much of a problem.
This time it was just me and TheRealMacguyver.
So we float around in there for a bit. We both tried opening a couple of girls, but no real luck.
Those hotties where off in the clusterfuck of people standing at the bar...and they clearly knew plenty of people.
Problem was they were next to impossible to get to.
In retrospect, I guess I really should have tried harder to use them to meet more people.
I also should've gamed them a little harder.
Anyway, after a good 10-15 minutes of feeling like the only 2 losers in that bar that don't know everyone else, we bailed.
Off to riprocks....which was insanely dead.
However, I actually didn't mind how dead it was, because atleast there I didn't feel like some standoffish loser.
I realized that, out of the few people that were there, there might have been 2-3 girs worth even approcahing...and that's about the time I decided I was just going to drink my ass off.
So I really started pounding em and, hey whaddya know, a really cute 2-set is right there behind us.
So we open em.
I take the shorter dark-haired girl...an easy 7.5 (can't remember well enough to call her an 8).
blah blah blah....things are going pretty well, but her blond Serbian friend wound up blowing out TheRealMacguyver and wanted to leave.
So I get my hottie's #, and they leave.
I knew where they were going, and I probably could've bumped into her again.....but I knew that I had just finished off 2 more blasters...and it was only a matter of time before I was cant-see-straight drunk.
So I decided to let this one go for the night, and I'd hit her up again at a later date.
That was probably the smartest thing I did all night.
So somehow we wound up back on the street and both agreed to end the night since we weren't doing shit for success.
Here's the deal though, among the 9million other things I need to work on, I need to get better at SOBER in-set attraction.
Its so tough not to slip back to the buzzed/drunk gaming because I'm almost always so much more successful like that.