WARNING: Written under influence of booze, and stimulants of an illegal nature, of south american or maybe mexican origin. Skip to bolded sentences to get the real gist or idea of all the writing. I just wanted a copy for my records in morning.

Hey, I guess this is considered a field report, I'm assuming that's what the [FR] brackets do. I've read through a few articles and posts on the whole seduction game or whatever, and although I'm not really an avid follower of it, I check it out every now and then. Anyways, the fact that I'm checking it out should tell you I could use a little more in the love life department, besides bagging really easy bar sluts at the end of the night. (Not trying to disrespect women but you know the type.)

Anyways, here's what went down. I haven't had sex in like a month, maybe a month and a half besides an encounter with a stripper that was essentially prostitution. So I've been reading some of Seddit, and I've found a couple of things relating to approach anxiety, which is what I guess I have. I'd say it's my biggest weakness, as far as having game goes. Once I've met a girl I'm pretty solid at being a good time.

Anyways, I read about how approach anxiety is also mental, which makes sense. I mean logically that's all that's holding you back - yourself. So I was at the gas station tonight, maybe like ten minutes ago. I saw a beautiful girl sitting in her SUV alone with the light on doing her make-up and getting pretty. She did it after I got there, so I like to also just assume that any positive reaction is because of me, and not just chance. That's a big point to emphasize. You can convince yourself of either one if you try hard enough, so why not be a little (maybe a lot depending on your situation) overconfident instead of being shy and never going to bat, if I may use baseball metaphors.

I usually wouldn't of talked to her, but I was feeling in the zone and realized I hadn't approached any of the girls at the bar I just went to with my buddy. I decided I'd have to get this girls attention, and her number. I actually reparked my car so it was right next to her driver side, and I wasn't even in a real parking space. I just parked where I fucking felt like it, 'cause it's 1:30 in the damn AM and I'm being bold.

I feel if you read this much, you're bored because I'm drunk but thanks for reading. I had to get this on paper so I remember this frame of mind tomorrow and then on. Or I'll be like what the fuck is this? - probably the latter.

So here's the ending (Skip here to avoid rant in the middle): I rolled my passenger side window down, which is by her driver side. I have tinited windows so I figure she doesn't notice I've been kind of staring at her. I wait and catch her eye contact, but this doesn't happen until she's pulling out. She sees me and stops half way from pulling out. I say "Hey, how are you doing tonight?" She smiles, which boosts my confidence, and says she's good. She might be a little drunk but so was I. I still feel confident I could do this sober in the daytime. Anyways, here's the little routine I came up with on the fly, it had positive results.

Me: I don't usually do this, but are you seeing anyone? [I know it would probably be better to not offer them a chance to say yes first thing you talk to them.] I could probably switch it up to "I'm sorry, I don't usually do this, but you looked so great I had to talk to you." Or some bullshit. OK, my thinking was also that I'm being respectful by asking before I blatanly hit on her, because even though that's not really a bold move, the adaucacity (spell check approved that) of my coming over and pulling up next to her will take care of any shit tests about me being confident).

Anyways, sorry I did a little cocaine after the bar tonight also, if you've read this far I feel I need to be honest with you. This would be a one paragraph story otherwise, or probably not even a story at all. I wouldn't want to type all this. Jesus, off on a tangent again - back to what happened next paragraph.

She smiles and maybe blushes, it's kind of dark but I got my light popped on so she can see in my ride and see me, again, just trying to add a level of confidence to things. Because a girl like this gets hit on a lot, so you got to come with your best. At least usually. Anyways, she says "Well, no, not exactly anyways. She at least wants to hear me out. Good sign.

I say: "Well I know I'd be kicking myself tomorrow morning if I didn't at least ask you for your phone number. Maybe we could get coffee or see a movie sometime soon?" Offer a non-threatening place or way to meet the first time, so she knows I'm not a scumbag who just trys to game chicks. She seems really cool, so I'm in to getting to know her.

She keeps smiling, and asks me for my number. She plugs it into her phone and then calls me so I get her number. The magic of cell phones. A text would of worked also. Anyways, god damn coke is getting me off topic. I get her number, smile as best I can muster (I don't exactly have an amazing smile, teeth are straight but a little stained from coffee/smoking and poor upkeep as a child. You don't realize how fast your shit can go downhill relatively young if you have the genes for porous teeth. Shit... Anyways)

I think it's pretty good she took my number and called my phone, because if she wans't sure she wanted to see me again, I'm sure she'd just tell me hers and not worry if I called or not. But she wanted a little bit of control too in the matter I think. I'm feeling so good about this one that I think she would call me if I didn't call her for a few days.

But I'm going to call her tomorrow, she asked for my name at the very end of the conversation, and I got hers. That's a good sign when you can have a conversation with a girl, and your name doesn't come up until you are about to leave. It's like what you were talking about was interesting enough that I almost forgot to introduce myself, or vice versa. Or at least believe that it was. This is my whole new methodology - just believe in the best possible outcomes to any hypotheticals that come up and try to roadblock you. Better overconfident than lacking confidence. Everything I read on female attraction basically say that confidence is the #1 thing they look for, even more so than looks, for some at least. Most probably, I know I need a confident woman. But she could be really hot and I wouldn't care, so I guess that's where the genders break off. Or maybe not. Any-fucking-ways,

So I'm gonna call her tomorrow. I can't believe I've just written down so much shit. I'm gonna probably do a re-write off the blow tomorrow morning, and trim a lot of the fat. This is just kind of a direct brain to keyboard feed right now. Thanks for reading if you got through any decent portion of this, feel free to reply with your techniques or experiences or feedback.

Good night/good morning, D