A night out on the town

So tonight, I went out for “dinner” with some friends of my wife. One of them is a chick that I’ve kinda been putting the moves on (casually, not like some of my wife’s other friends) she peed on this guys carpet, so it’s like, yeah, you’re cute, and you are kinda funny, but you ain’t toilet trained. So yeah, we’re out and I’m liquored up so I’m a bit better greased socially than I normally am. This is an excellent time for me to run some social experiments that I have been to scared to run prior to this moment. I see a girl giving me heaps of eye contact so I walk past her on the way to the toilet, and I say how’s it going? She puts out her hand and tries to introduce herself to me. Unexpected. And my wife’s friend, (a single guy) is going to my wife “what the fuck, your husband is out picking up, what the hell am I doing?” a valid question in my opinion.

I’ve been drinking.

It’s time for a shower and sleep (it’s 1:17 am here)

Smart Casual

So this weekend I went to another party. It was a 21st so there were plenty of young and cool people. I really enjoyed myself, but one of the reasons I did was that I went in there prepared to own the party. I picked out some really cool clothes for myself, and tried to keep my body language cool, and then went out of my way to be friendly and meet as many people at the party as I could. By about 10pm I had met almost everyone, and I felt like I was a local celebrity. I had a really good time.

One of the really great things for me about the night was the number of cool women I got to talk to. You know, putting myself out there like that showed me something that I didn’t 100% believe, and that’s that I am a likable cool person. All I have to do for people to like me and see that I’m a cool person is to put myself out there and also to be interested in talking to everyone. At the end of the night on my way out I asked a girl that I had been talking to for her number. She gave it to me, and I texted her briefly today. Also while I was asking her for her number, another girl who was one of her friends was flirting with me, calling me a dirty slapper. I explained to her that while I was a slapper, I wasn’t dirty. It was a real eye opener to see that I could set out to create a social condition like that and come out being right where I wanted to be, as the cool guy in a social scene.