FR: My trip to LA

[ro187]

Hey guys this happened last month, did not get any feedback from the other forum I was on, so feel free to comment if you read this

Field Report

10/13-19

Tuesday

So where do I begin with this, I escaped Dallas to leave to Los Angeles for my cousins wedding, I arrived Tuesday. LA just seems snobbish and dirty, I’m sure it was always like that.

I met up with my friends that I left there, their teasing me about my fashion because I have changed it, I have not seem them in like six months, their like “wow, I didn’t know you were in a boy band”, or “wow you turned fag” and stuff like that.

We go to a dive bar they always frequent in Echo Park called Jonnys, a mix of hipsters, neighborhood homies, drunkards, bar sluts, and miscellaneous. I’m in a pretty humorous mood, because I’ve been laughing and joking around, as I walk into the bar I give a clownish smile to a cute white girl.

My friend buys me a round of drinks, I order a Jack and coke, he’s like “you know the drink you choose says a lot about you”, I’m like what does it say, “it means your rough”, I say no, I have thought about joining the navy seals though .

I just catch up with friends, I’m not there to game, we play pool, the white girl I smiled to is hovering by the pool table, I smile she smiles back, I approach I say whats up.

I find out she’s from Texas so we hit it off, I find out she is there with her husband, for a friends birthday party. ? Ok, after talking to her for a while she is touching me a lot, the feeling me up type of touching, her husband walks up to us and I don’t act nervous or leave because I’m just being a social guy, I talk to the husband and her for a while, I’m just being a nice guy, I guess after the husband knows I am just being social and a nice guy he leaves us alone.


I notice a two set of girls sitting down they have been starring at my direction for a while, I just go and say hi with a big smile briefly and leave. There is a girl dancing in the bar by herself the bar slut type, and she’s cool and I dance and socialize with her for a while.

I go back to the two set, one of the girl leaves I start talking to one girl, my friend keeps handing me drinks, I don’t remember how the conversation started but she was telling me that she had fucked one of the football players from USC and that people thought it was disgusting, even her daughter thought it was disgusting, wow she was a cougar, I literally thought she was like 25, she had a smoking body,

I told her that and that I like women who go after what they want, that it was cool that she fucked that young guy, that it’s good to go after what you want sexually and not care what society thinks of you, and that I like aggressive women (I did some triangular gazing as I said it), after I said that she put her hands on me and said “I AM SO going to have sex with you”, we hugged each other, and that’s when the cute white girl came to cock block she came to talk to me for a while,

I was buzzing on the verge of wasted, I lost track of time and the cougar, my friends were egging me on to get her number, they noticed she was checking me out while I was playing pool, I pulled out my phone and I told her to input her number, as she was imputing her number the husband rapidly comes toward us, I did give her the phone on purpose so it would look like she was gaming me, he’s like “what are you doing” and pulls her away, he didn’t really say anything to me or try to intimidate me.


I really did not try to game that cute white girl, I was just being fun and social, I must be evil because she has a husband.

Oh well, my friend keeps handing me drinks, and I had a flashback to my first bootcamp were I met the Kurgan, an Asian dude in his mid forties with amazing game, this guy is a true inspiration because if he can game any one of us can, I saw some demo sets that he did that just blew my mind, he literally went into a two set of a couple, he would attract the girl and game her in front of the boyfriend doing kino and other stuff, about 10 minutes later the guy would just be confused and erupt at Kurgan, he was so smooth the Kurgan could get the girl if he wanted to, he did it twice, he turns to me and says “I just want you to know what’s possible”, WOW.


My friend keeps handing me more drinks, they are playing pool against two Asian girls, one of them has gigantic tits, like double D’s, I just want to play with them, the tits of course, my friend says “Ro leave this one for me”, I say ok. The cute white girl comes to find me and I get her number, I go and sit down and I close my eyes.



Wednesday

I open my eyes, it feels like a fraction of a second, where’s the cougar? I realize I am not in the bar, I am in the back seat of my car and its morning time, I did drive my friends to the bar one of them must have drove us home, my throat is sore and taste like vomit.

I go outside and realize I am parked outside my friends apartment, there is a dent on the side of my car, I’m glad I stored my old car in LA and did not need a rental car.

I obviously cannot remember what happened after the Asian girls. Getting wasted is NOT cool, not when you can’t remember what happened, that you threw up on the street outside the bar, that your friend put a dent in the car, yeah I put the pieces together, I want to live until I am at least forty.

The cute white girls number was a flake, my freind later told me that he felt it was a primal thing with her and she just needed it, just wanted some dick, I guess I did not capitalize on that that night.


That night no one wanted to come out with me so I just went out by myself to club Azul in Alhambra like I do in Dallas. It was a mix crowd, mostly cocks, I would give it a two to one ratio of mostly guys, Tuesdays are supposedly better.

The club was loud and small, the smoking patio seemed bigger, I really did not have energy as I was tired from the night before, I did open a two set that lasted like 20 minutes, just being social, I was half assing my approaches, mostly doing people watching, observing the naturals so I can copy them, observing the social patterns that take place, chillin with a jack and coke. Nothing really hit that night I opened a couple of sets and that was it, I had a good time.



Thursday

I did some day game at the Glendale galleria, beautiful girls, I hit on a couple of girls directly, I hit on a beautiful girl directly walking across the mall I tapped her on the shoulder and saying "excuse me, I know this is crazy but you seem cute and I had to meet you" and shake her hand to close space and I say my name, I was just shocked that it was going well because she was a 10 she was on her cell when I approached her and she put the phone down to talk to me, after I while I just went blank because I was in awe, and she walked away, she said it was good meeting me.


That night I went out with a good freind!!! Almost missed him as I was tired, I decide to take a nap around seven I woke up like at ten, I meet up with him at the Edison but it was dead.

We bounce to the Crazy Horse in West Covina, a mostly Latino crowd, I am feeling somewhat tense that night and not very euphoric, I do some approaches and nothing hits.

I see my freind approaching, I’m always amazed with him he always hooks girls like crazy glue, he rubs some of that club magic on me and points out that I am not rolling off on my opener and time constraining.

I never really put importance on rolling off and time constraint, but looking back at my more successful approaches I always rolled off and did some form of time constraint, I appreciate the observation!

It would not be a night out with my freind unless we hit up a strip club, I personally love strippers and strip clubs. He tells me to say “are they real” to strippers “no I mean Santa Clause and the Easter bunny”, hilarious.

One of the strippers asked me if I wanted a lapdance, I don’t really know how to get around that, so I just say “I don’t know you well enough”, then we have a 15 minute conversation, a blonde stripper interrupts our conversation, and I say “are they real” then she shows me her tits and says

“these are real”, I’m like no I was talking about Santa Clause and the Easter bunny, that was funny, she was just really persistent in trying to get me a lap dance, I’ve never encountered a stripper like her because she creeped me out, did not even try to make me comfortable, she finally flipped me off, and then she took my hand and wanted to drag me to the lap dance area, unfortunately she was not going to move my 180 pound frame and she just fell to the floor by her own inertia creating a scene in the strip club and bouncers removing her.

I talked to another stripper who was really sweet for a while, then they were going to close the strip club, I notice the blond creepy stripper walking directly towards me from across the club, I just do what girls do to me to blow me out, they just look away into space and pretend I don’t exist, and that’s what I did to her, she started talking and I ignored he, she did call me an asshole, I know how girls feel now when a guy approaches them in a creepy manner.



Friday

I went to the pre wedding dinner party for my cousin. The groom went to sleep early, some of the groomsmen wanted to go to October fest in Alpine village and I could not say no, it was already late and we were only there for like 30 minutes. I hit on some girls nothing really hit, it was just a rambunctious atmosphere.


Saturday

The big day for my cousin as I saw him throw his life away at the wedding, not really, he’s happy so that’s all that really counts, his girl is cool too.

I am guilty because I did get tears in the wedding, the girls I saw all start crying, its amazing they feel emotions way stronger than guys do.

The wedding party was cool, an open bar and I filled up with jack and cokes, my family was there so I just said it was coke. I realized I got into this pick up thing because of my family, they just fucked me up, I just feel tremendous shame talking to girls around them because they still think I am a good catholic school boy.

I did not really game at the party although it seemed like shooting fish in a barrel. My mother held me hostage and danced with me the whole night, it was crazy to see the single women hovering around me while I was dancing with mom. I was one of the single groomsmen.



Sunday

My family held me hostage.



Monday

Monday morning I was leaving back to Dallas, I was in LAX, I fucked up my itinerary, I was supposed to leave Tuesday, damm! Oh well another day in LA.

I walked down Van Nuys Blvd to do some day game, nothing really hit. I walk across a supermarket and I see this nice looking older woman she has a nice tight ass, a good body the grandmother you just want to fuck,

she was like 55, I know I am a freak like that, I have a fetish for older chicks, I go in with “excuse me, I know this is crazy but you seem cute and I had to meet you” she gives me that get away from me you weirdo look, I guess older women cant take a compliment, It always works on the young girls.

From this field report I have observed that I have deservingness issues as it shows in my approaches, and inner game issue I am currently working on.

Other observations

Night game: just need to work on pushing myself, I know what I have to do, I've been capable of much more so I know what I can accomplish, sometimes I just feel lazy.

Day game: I was rusty on my day game, just need to work on my vocal tonality to gain more attraction when I go in direct.

Any other observations that would help me, I would appreciate.

We're all here to improve and help each other, so I want to believe.

Other things I am working on for my improvement game plan.

1) Being consistant: Means going out every week, at least twenty approaches is my goal, every week, I know what it is like to not go out for a month and then get back in the game, you loose progress, it's not going to happen again for me.

2) Being flexible: If something doesnt work try something else, noticing the patterns in my approaches and improving on them, improvement never ends.

3) Being persistant: Never giving the fuck up, this shit can get hard sometimes, sometimes easy, having an iron will, never giving up on my goal, which is ultimately to improve.

[Mojo]

It would of been nice if you had more to write about for the wedding. Weddings are prime for gaming. Last time I was a groomsman it was getting around which girls wanted to hook up that night. Hell, I had a girl come over from some other wedding straight to my house to get spanked. Weddings bring out the horniness in women.