FR: Guy friends don't care

So I'm back from drinking at Mai Tai's with my coworkers. Good shit.

Ok, so I'm out to fucking drink, not sarge. You know what guys. Drinking is stupid. Seriously. I'M DONE DRINKING!!! I shit you not. I'm done. I'm evaluating my life and my goals and shit. I'm not drinking. NO MORE. Next outing, only water. I'm drunk yes. But it's a dumb feeling. It's cool at the moment, to be irresponsible and indecisions of action but afterwards, less money, being unauthentic and pretty much NOT YOURSELF!!! HEAR THAT REIAN. WHEN YOU DRINK AND RUN GAME OR ANYTHING, YOU ARE AN ACTOR, YOU ARE NOT REAL, NOT CONGRUENT, FAKE...unless you are a drunk. And guess what, nothing bad happend today, it was a good fucking day, I'm aware and shit. I just know what has to be done. This is Hawaii. It's not in a fucking redneck drinking state. This isn't some hillbilly state where the only option is to drink and fight. I'm fucking civilized.

Wow , talk about a fucking rant but it's all true. REIAN, you know it.

Ok as I'm typing this...this very moment, I just threw up. I'm super aware of my actions. And to have this nausea, sucks. OK FUCK THIS SHIT. THIS IS A FIELD REPORT!!!

So I roll up Mai Tai's with my boy Sunny. We shoot the shit and our friend Kevin shows up. I see sets around but I'm not in seek and destroy mood. I'm having a time of my life. I meet my old high school friend and I talk to one of the members of the band. Cool shit.

There ARE sets. It's alright. I hesitate but I'm with my boys. Them first. I shoot the shit with my coworker. Let me get this straight. I should of approached no matter what. But I hesitate so no fucking excuses. Anyway...

I tell my boy Kevin that I'm going to run game. I tell him six o clock, a 3 set. I tell him watch. I go with with a fucking sore voice from yelling. Its 1 dude and 2 chicks. The dude is close to one of the girls so I assume he's into her. Whatever. It's all calibration folks...my fellow PU group.

I roll up Two part kiss opener. I make sure I look at the dude and the group but mainly the group. MM method. Too bad for the guy, his girl is my target. hahahaha...hahahahaha

So they say their shit. I don't give a fuck. I'm drunk but I' m aware.

The girls are into it. I mention if they know the band. I try to build social proof and that I know the band, but I did meet one of the members. I shoot the shit and I go into Louis Vuitton opener.

Side note, I just threw up again. Ok I'm good now.

So they are into the opener. Opener is just to open. I had that in my mind. It's all good. It'll become unconscious.

I try to talk to the dude but his face is total unreactive. Dudes, he LOOKS like the dude on Kumar and Harold movie. White castle or something. Totally pissed and don't know what to do. ahahhahahahahahahahaha.

So I get them laughing at shit. I then go into my variation of blind date routine. Good shit. They are into it.

I add in a few pauses and sip my crown and coke. I will put a new thread. How do you guys know each other. I was aware of this fucking set. The two girls look at each other. They don't even acknowledge the dude. This dude is like really close to his girl. I don't give a fuck. I'm in.

The girls say they are bestfriends. MY JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. DUDES. STOCK MATERIAL WITH THE ABILITY TO IMPROVISE. HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! I"M GETTING GOOD AT THIS SHIT. YEAH, I"M NOT A TEN BUT I KNOW I HAVE FUCKING GAME.

So guess what stock material I used...the fucking best friends test. I say the shit. I talk to the dude, "Dude, get them a mirror and put it on their shoulder. When they talk they can look at themselves."

The girls laugh as PREDETERMINED.

The other chick leaves and I'm with my target and I'm assuming BOYFRIEND!!!

Dudes, 3 set. It's how it goes.

I then feel I'm stalling. I'm like fuck it I'm going for it...

Me: Do you know who you remind me off
HB: Who
Me: This girl in high school. I had the biggest crush...
HB: Giggling
Me: and when I saw you...nevermind
HB: you're not going to tell me?
Me: No I cant'
HB: giggles
Boyfriend: mean face

So I eject cause I'm drunk. I shake her hand and the dudes hand. He's pissed.

I eject and that's my set.

I'm drunk. Throwing up wait...Ok...I'm done.

So recap. If you run fucking game that WILL GET YOU RESULTS, you will get AWESOME results.

This is a field report with a rant.

What I got from the MM DVDs. He uses stock material for 10's. SHIT THAT WORKS. I'm doing that. I'm the ring leader. Tribal leader as Chase likes to reaffirm to himself.

I was pretty much pushing myself into a set with a dude. I was telling my friends, I'm opening a group with a guy. I hesitated but I saw a dude, with bad bodylanguage with the rest of the girls.

So more ranting.

I ran material/game. I was just going through the steps. But while going through the steps, I look for attract phase, then when they go rapport with me or a bunch of IOIs then I'll go rapport to the degree of their rapport.

I'm done. I need to puke.

Sarge on fuckers.