So my "free" weekend was up again. I have a kid part-time so I only go out every other weekend. I usually end up going out friday and saturday, because I can, and I get amazingly bored if I stay home or do other non-pickup stuff.

So, the friday. I'm in a good mood. Rested and ready. Start with some beers at a friends house with a second friend. Both AFC's. To the max. I am meeting a 3rd friend out. He's a natural that has gone through some real bad relationships, and tend to just get wasted when he goes out.

So...Im pretty much alone.

I go to this event thing I know is popular. Arrive quite late (around 00:00). I've gotten a fair bit of alcohol in me, but I am on. Start opening like a boss. No AA. Do some quick rapport with a few 2-sets, and settle on a 4-set. Some HB4's and one HB7. I manage the group well. And split the group up and get the HB7 for myself. She is obviously interested, and I could've signed the deal.

But I decide not to waste being in the zone, and leave her. She is obsiously disappointed. Mistake there. I should've made sure I would've met her later if I needed.

I open a few more sets around. One which was fucking flustered cuz her boyfriend was sitting right behind me. I manage that like a boss and shake his hand and laugh. He's laughs back, and I move on.

Then I open a 1-set, HB8-9. Studying medicine. She really responds and we have good rapport. I have lost my friend during all this, and decide to find him. For some reason... Do some dancing, open a few more sets. Bomb a few of them...I'm getting quite drunk at this point.

I meet the HB8-9 again. But bomb out totally. I realise I have gotten way too drunk, and the place closes. I go to grab some food, and open a few more sets. The MacDonalds cashier (cheeky as fuck) and a lone girl at a table. Pretty funny rapport, but she's an HB3, so I lose interest. And she notices that.

Then on the train back, I open a 2-set. HB6 responds really well. I invite her home when we approach her stop, and she really wants too. She hesitates for like 10 seconds at her stop. But decides to leave at the last second. Oh well. The train takes about 25 minutes for me, her stop is around 10 minutes.

I open another set with a couple of girls across the aisle. Again, good rapport, and this time I am lucky. An HB8 is getting off at the same stop and we decide to walk together. Good rapport, and escalate to kino. I invite her home, and she agrees. When we are getting close to my house, I pull her in for the kiss. We make out a bit.

We come home. She asks my age. Gah. Is she young? Yeh...kind of. I don't care. She guesses 24, I say 33 (couldv'e lied. Don't do that anymore, cuz it has backfired before). She's 18. Ooh...Right. I am still drunk, and try to heat her up, but she's a bit nervous now. I lay off it. Thank god. She goes home.

Go to sleep. Pretty happy with myself.

tl;dr: No AA, opened tons of sets, made out with a girl 15 years younger... :P

Good things: No AA. Opened alot of set. Good rapport and escalation on many

Bad things: Got to drunk and lost some sets because of it.

Continuned in another FR later. The saturday did NOT go well.

Thoughts: Alcohol is a double-edged sword (which is coming in my next FR for the saturday). AA anxiety is pretty much gone for me now. What an amazing feeling!!