Sat night, I had to play a show with my band at a party/art opening. I already was in an awesome social head space as a result of:

a. My recent experimenting with eye contact (holding eye contact with everyone I see until they look away and when awkward pressure builds up - smile and say hello. This has improved inner game like crazy)

b. My experimenting with word vomit (basically ALWAYS KEEP TALKING - and lead conversations and not giving a fuck about whether or not youre making sense)

c. My makeout success on Friday night ( first solid night game make out since learning about pickup)

d. Knowing that even if I fucked up, I could write about it here. No longer am I to suffer the personal desperate fear of meeting women alone! It's only been about a week but I already love you guys here on Reddit.

So, at the show- my mate shows up with his LTGF and there is another girl with her. I walk up to them and don't even look at her and immediately say hello and show my rapport to the others in the group- joking and being fun. I still don't even look at HB10 but can tell in my periphery that she's beautiful and just my type.

I continue convo with them and then my wing (recently single bro- who had first makeout since breakup with LTGF the night before) comes over and I introduce him to the group, indirectly introducing myself to HB10 and getting everyone friendly. Then, while they were talking, I split like I had to set up some equipment.

The scene was kinda boring. People in this part of the city can be so socially awkward and come across as being very unfriendly.

I hung out and listened to the first band, trying to just enjoy the moment and not be in my head (I ALWAYS get in my head at shows). I had some interactions with strangers - all situational openers for the sake of maintaining my state. There was a good vibe all around.

I went back over to friend group with HB10. Talked to the whole group and when my mate and his GF started talking about something exclusive, I started chatting up the HB. This girl was super cute and I was immediately nervous. Her beauty threw me into a shy state where I didn't feel like myself, and couldnt CONVEY my personality. It started taking a nosedive into Boring-ville, USA.Then, I thought of you guys, and this field report...

Then, I decided to just "Fuck it". I knew the word vomit had to come and the fingers went down my throat. I started talking about this movie I saw recently (Melancholia). Noone had seen it. I described the plot, then somehow connected it to my having sisters. Boom - she has a sister (our sisters are the same age-16). Start talking about High school(her and my mates's GF are friends from HS) and made cold read about what kinda girl she was in HS ("I bet you guys were the mean girls"). I just kept fucking talking like my life depended on it. Normally, I ALWAYS bail on conversations. I just tried to stay in it like riding a wild bull.

Luckily, there was an afterparty I had been invited to across the street. I didn't want to outright invite her (I have a problem "moving" people and am working on properly seeding activities), so I just started talking about this awesome party that my friend was having across the street afterwards but didn't invite her.

Later on, I asked her what she was doing later, but didn't say it in a "WILL YOU PLEASE HANG OUT WITH ME??" way. I asked her as if she DID have something cool going on. She told me that she was maybe going to have drinks with co-workers in midtown. I started to put down Midtown (cuz midtown sucks IMO) and she agreed that it does suck and we commiserated for a minute. Ended thread and split.

Then I played my set. Now, any of you guys out there who think that being a musician helps you get girls, I have news for you. I have NEVER gotten a girl because of any show I've played. And I've played some GREAT shows, where super cute girls have been dancing on stage with me.

Fortunately, I LOVE playing music. I'm very passionate about it and doing something I love gives me purpose and meaning and a sense of intrinsic value. But, all and all, my limited success with girls has been from understanding social dynamics and teasing and push-pull and all the other techniques.

Either way, our set was fun and people were into it and HB10 was into it. After the show, I was nervous to see her again and when I did, I just said, boldly, "You coming to the party, right?" she said "Yeah".

Heartbeat/sweat increases. Score.

So a group of us walk over to the party. I'm super nervous at this point. Dont know what to say. We get to the party. It's MAD small and I don't know where to sit. everyone is hovering in a small room. I decided to take the lead and pick a spot to sit. I sit down, and then pat the seat next to me and tell her to sit down. I said it like THE BIGGEST FUCKING WIMP EVER. Like I was a nervous 7th grader. It would have been so easy for her NOT to sit (I was barely audible). but she sat and I knew then that she must like me.

We talked. I interacted with everyone at the party and tried to really be fun and engaging. Had some boring convo with HB but then made the convo interesting by:

a. Telling her a "secret" about two people at the party who liked each other. This gave us a chance to look at them and people watch and it made it really exciting b/c we were both hoping they would hook up.THis thread came up again and again, and after a while it seemed as if we were talking ourselves rather than the other couple.

b. Sex and the City cold read - I believe I got this from SINN. I asked HB10 and my mate's GF which characters from S&TC they were most like. This was a fun exercise. Girls fuckin LOVE that show.

Anyway, there came a point where I suggested we go up to the roof. A large group of us went up there. I was nervous but confident she was into me. It was dark and crisp and the moon was shining and she told me a story about how some creepy guy tried to hug her at the last rooftop she was on because he said she looked like sheep (possible PUA?). I pretended to be a creepy guy and hugged her. Kissed her neck. Went for makeout. It was AWESOME.

Made out for a minute, then asked her if she wanted to go to other side of the roof ( there were too many people around). Went to other side, isolated, and made out with a view of the city and just the two of us. I couldnt take it. I was nervous to be making out with an HB10 and wanted to BAIL. I told her we should go back down to the party but still made out more.

Back downstairs, I just built comfort b/c I didn't want this one to flake. We talked with everyone there. It was fun. Her group got up to leave, I told her to come into bedroom. We makeout. I asked her if I would see her again. She said "Do you want to see me again?"

I couldnt believe it. This girl was really great and beautiful and she was asking a mutt like me if I wanted to see HER again. Duhhhh

We exchanged numbers. I drew a little picture of a sheep on the piece of paper with my number. Today she texted ME and told me she loves the pic I drew.

Nowww - this situation was anomalous because of the following reason:

I already had social proof b/c I was friends with her BFF(My mates GF) and I had value b/c I played the show and knew everyone at the afterparty.

My mind is still blown.