Preface: I just got back from the bars so excuse any typos/things that don't make sense. I'll edit this in the morning.

Tonight should've been perfect, the girl who I hooked up with here (http://www.reddit.com/r/seduction/comments/fzwtf/fr_first_field_report_long_because_it_ends_up/) is celebrating her birthday and it's pretty clear I have it all perfectly lined up for a second meeting lay. The night starts off with me finishing HW (Fuck Yeah!) and heading downstairs for some beer pong. While playing I manage the following texts:

Me: Happy Birthday! Her:Thnks!i (I have no idea) Me: Where's the birthday girl on her first night at the bars? (in my college town the bar age is 19) Her: Baha this other girls is toya too. Were at BAR 1 :/ haha Me: So sticky (basically a neg, the bar she's at is gross) Her: Ugh I kno (compliance, good sign)

We finish our BP and head out to the bar she said she was at and get in, after a 2 minute survey I realize she isn't there and send the next texts.

Me: BAR A? Her: Bar B, going to BAR C soon.

At this point we go to head her off at BAR C and let them know we're in line and when they get there to just look for us.

We talk to two girls behind us in line till they get there and eventually they arrive and jump into line with us. This is where everything goes terribly wrong, all of the sudden I am hit with the worst apprehension I have ever had. I have three friends for wingmen, I have a guaranteed lay with a girl, yet I still can't do anything. I regress back to long before I studied/knew about PUA.

What do I talk about, what do I do, what if, what if, what if. My whole state is gone, I'm finished.

Sure enough, we get in after some light banter/kino and I continue to fall apart even more. I can't talk, I'm not alpha anymore. I keep looking to my wingmen and even thought they're telling me exactly what to do I can't do it! It's like I've fallen out of state and have no desire to get back in.

I spend the next two hours speculating what I should do and how I can get back into state. I'm miserable, I had perfect everything and still messed it up.

Now I'm in my room watching medical dramas and just getting ready for tomorrow night, where I have another guaranteed lay and am just hoping I don't pull another Monday.

(My analysis in comments)