This entry is gonna get really long winded, but I promise you it is a must read.
Thursday April3rd I was back at teh skidbar my application was:
1 drop A314
1 Ammo
1 Shine
1 P83 @ 25mcg
1 IFM
1 IH
A314 was at the jawline, everything else was on the neck. Yeah even the IFM, my paranoia of it making me downer and worries of negative male attention have made me weary of using it but I should use it more often.
Ended up sitting at a table with this chick and a dude that turned out to be her brother. My friend was with me so he got stuck talking to her brother the whole time. It was great, they had differing views so I didn’t need to win him over. All I had to do was not set off the douche bag detector.
Things went well and we exchanged numbers and she said we could hangout saturday. I was down.
Friday April 4thCasino
Pheros used
1 drop A314
1 spray IH
Off to the poker room with my friend. I bought in with a $100, first hand at the first table I sit at I win. Then I get a candid reaction from the guy who lost “Count on me to lose to a fuckin retard.”
“Count on you to get greedy and lose to a guy pretending to be retarded.” I retorted. The table my friend was at opened so I headed on over. It’d take too long to describe how the hands played out and this is a phero journal not poker journal.
More or less I was up at $225 then I got greedy and lossed $70, then settled on a $55 profit. I felt really tense at the table and I’m sure with my signature it just radiated off onto everybody.
Saturday April 5th: skidbar and 2 nightclubs
1 drop A314
1 drop TAA
1x Ammo
1x Shine
1x P83 25mcg
I got pretty shittered and I ended up inventing a new opener. I’m not big on the whole pickup thing, but there are useful principles and elements. Canned material definitely isn’t one of them.
It’s called the grill cheese opener. "Me and my friend were having a debate/argument/whatever and we’re interested in others input. What makes a better grill cheese sandwich? Traditional pan fried method, or George Foreman grill?
Chick who I exchanged digits with wanted to go back to skidbar so I didn’t care. Got to spend my poker winnings hehe. I tried the opener out on her but given the context it wasn’t exactly opening but making bizarre conversation on a paradox. Reactions were positive.
Then for shits and giggles I started asking people not for pickup but as if I was just there for the life and death answer of which way is better to make the sandwich. People oddly enough were engaged by the question, and it’s very promising.
So if you’re feeling Ballsy PUAs, try it out. If people say things like “who cares?” or disagree with your method you can neg/tool 'em and say “Guess you’re not much of a cook.” You can also DHV if you know how to cook and can reveal this info in a non bragging way. I promise you somebody is gonna end up bringing home a babe and they are gonna cook grill cheese sandwiches both ways to find out lol. 
So me and chick drink at bar and things went well. Her gay friend was there seemed nice enough and harmless. Later on I use the pisser and when I came back she was gone. Her friend was still there and he said finish this beer and we’ll go meet her. So we go to the nightclub and he couldn’t get in but I could.
It was this horrid nightclub that played house music. I felt really out of my element in this place. Chick was no where to be found, her phone was shut off. Payed cover to get in so wtf I thought. Might as well find a means to enjoy myself. Felt no desire to really approach any chicks.
Everybody was fucked up on drugs, you have to be to genuinely enjoy or appreciate house music. This chick that was with her bf noticed me like a fish out of water. She was clearly fucked on E but she helped my inner bruised ego. I talked to her and explain the situation and all she had to say was “Aww… you’re a real attractive guy and you can get any chick you want. All you need to do is get into the middle of that dance and dance.”
Seeing as how everyone aside from being drunk, were on other mind bending chemicals. So even if I would look stupid dancing it didn’t matter. So I more or less tried danced around like I was fucked on something and I fit in perfectly. After about 45 minutes or so of this dancing shit I decided to eject teh venue.
Now right beside this nightclub is another nightclub… of the lesbian variety. Chick who took off is there with some other lesbians. I started talking to her and then a fight broke out and there was a lesbian brawl in the street. I was talking to her and her friends being all casual. They then smoked some weed and she went back inside. I was talking with one of her friends and I was like “She went inside I’ll never be able to get in there.”
Lesbyfriend told me “Don’t worry, I know the bouncer I can get you in.” This massive butch woman was the bouncer and with Lesbyfriends help I was inside a Lesbian Nightclub. More or less what I thought it would be. Not as glitsy as the club scenes they have in that show “The L word”, but more less what I predicted.
There was your really hot feminine chicks and your boyish/bull dyke variety. More or less it should’ve felt awkward being some creepy pervert straight guy, but I just found it extremely funny. Here I am this dude in a lesbian nightclub perving out on some hot chicks getting all kinds of freaky on the dance floor. So chick that had took off on me was clearly living a double life.
She came over to the table and opened up to me “I have a bf, and I’m kind of gay”






Gay part I got obviously, but the bf thing was the curveball. Just when I think crazier shit couldn’t happen. She then had the nerve to tell me “You’re ruining my lesbian street cred.” “That’s the idea.” I said most sheepishly. I also wish I had applied or had IFM with. It would’ve been a very interesting environment to test out in.
After I got my fill of perving out, I walked over to lesbyfriend, thanked her, and told her it was nice meeting her and left. I’m still in shock, awe, and amazement. Congratulations if you read this far without scrolling through everything 