MAC CHECKIN IN!
Still need to reply to everybody, bare with me, lots going on, off to Poland tomorrow to absolutely hustle with the bros, and grinding to achieve my goal.
Yesterday was an interesting day!
2 DATES IN 1 DAY - 2HR INSTADATE WITH TOURIST HOTTIE & MAC KICKS OUT A CELIBATE CHICK WITH CHLAMYDIA
Get up and watch the sunrise. It's beautiful. Mood wise I am feeling better than I have in a long while. I think I woke up in ketogenic bliss. I am still keto adapting, and these moments are fleeting.
Get myself together and head into Central London to get a blood draw. This blood analysis is comprehensive, set me back several hundred, and covers a lot. Due to Royal Mail strikes, the first time they sent me the kit, it simply didnt turn up. The second time, they didn't pay full postage and this caused further delays. It finally arrives. This was the reason a 4 day water fast didnt happen - I couldnt do that before the blood analysis as this would throw off my markers.
I go into Central, arrive at 930, and there's just so many beautiful women around. I have planned to cold approach following my blood draw. If I could find a woman like this for myself I could die happy. It's important to me and I want a great companion.
Blood draw is done at 1030. They take 5 vials of blood. I pay for the phlebotomy and post my bloods in a priority mail box.
I sit down and have a coffee and relax for a few mins. Central London is just so beautiful to me now, with it's grand architecture and it's whirring, gushing pace, a hub of activity and one of the greatest cities of all time. London. It took me 10 months just to settle in here, but I have now grown fond if it, and kinda love London now. I know it's not a place I can make work long term, because of the woman situation here. I do too poorly to justify putting more time and energy in here than what I have planned. But I may come back in a few years.
Coffee is done, and off I go.
I wander around trying to approach for an hour. Nada. Full of AA. The hair transplant, weight loss, and style improvements have been good for me as I am catching the eyes of the odd woman and I feel grateful that I have worked hard to make myself more attractive as a man.
This is the case with the deep hardcase brain: a week off approaching, the AA floods back. Week off dating, you're out of sorts again. For the hardcase, you just have to attack without mercy and find a way to make it work. Everything else in your life will suffer, but there's no alternartive.
It DOES get better and whilst AA remains difficult to navigate, you just push through it every day.
1 hour and no approaches done. I am close once or twice, but no. I am in a jovial and upbeat moood and am just enjoying London today.
I then see a very pretty girl, and just open her.
She's super receptive off the bar, and tells me she's a tourist from Europe. She wants to know where she should go in the area. I tell her a few spots.
I then do my usual stack, and tell her we should grab a coffee and get to know each other, and I'll show her some spots.
So we instadate. Coffee, then we walk around for a while. Instadate is 2hrs.
Logistics were horrible, she has to go to an art gallery to meet her friend at 130pm. So she heads off. Exchange IG, hug, goodbye.
Vibe was highly platonic and she put me into tour guide mode. Overall, weak instadate with little sexualisation and man-to-woman vibe. Poor showing. I still enjoyed my time with her, she was a beautiful creature. Pinged her on IG yesterday, while she followed back, no reply to my message yet.
I come home. I have a headache from all the walking, coffee, and fasting for the blood draw.
Eat, and lay down for an hour.
Get up, lace up my shoes, and go for a 1hr run in the park. It's great out there.
Come back, shower off, dinner.
DATE 2 OF THE DAY
Stretch, and have a girl coming for a date.
She arrives on time. She's very disappointing looking: 30 year old from Tinder, she's dressed super casual in jumper and jeans, has adult braces which definitely look funny, and whilst not a chonker, she isn't attractive in the slightest. I'd give her a 3, Her profile was also weak, I need to up my standards.
ANYWAY.
She chat and vibe in the wine bar. We're having a good time and flowing well. Pull back to mine, no resistance.
Get to mine at 920. Pour a drink, sit down, start to escalate. She asks to feel my abs, which I allow - I still have fat to lose but still quite firm. She comments that I have pecs and a nice body.
We sit down on my sofa, and she tells me to go get a blanket so we can chat all night.
That's not really my plan....but I slowly escalate.
I go for the makeout.
"NO, hold your horses"
"I don't have a horse, there's nothing to hold round here"
Laugh it off, and we talk.
"Let me know you something, you know what this is?"
She reaches into her purse and pulls out a packet of doxacycline.
"I have chlamydia, I have unprotected sex a while ago and though I had no symptoms, I got myself tested and it was positive, Today is the last day of my treatment"
I am a bit baffled but we talk and I am thinking, man if she's completed her treatment, should she be good to go now?
"And I'm going to be celibate until the end of the year"
OK, I think to myself, this chick has agreed to meet me off Tinder, she rocks up and is undergoing STI treatment, and is celibate, and is meeting me for platonic friendship. This is absolutely not what I am looking for and I check my phone and make a mental note to kick her out within 10 mins.
We're chatting about sex, what I'm looking for, what she's looking for, etc.
"Look, I need to be clear about expectations: I am looking for someone I can build a connection with, and also be intimate with, and given you're undergoing STI treatment and celibate until the end of the year, you're not what I'm looking for. I am going to thank you for a good night, and I am going to ask you to leave"
She's stunned.
"But we can have a connection, we can get to know each other, we don't have to be intimate, you can just get to know me as a person. Don't you like me as a person"
"I do, but again, that is not what I am looking for. I am looking for both connection and intimacy"
She argues a little, and is becoming totally enraged. I am also uncomfortable and nervous at this point.
"Thank you for a good evening, but I am going to ask you again to leave"
"Wow" she gets up in utter disgust.
"You shoud get off Tinder, Tinder is for friendship, you could get on Hinge"
"I am on Hinge, thank you. And I can go for whatever I like"
She heads out the door and is disoriented from blind rage and goes to the stairs.
"Is it down here?"
"No, get the lift, it's round the corner, press LG."
Shut the door, she's done.
Date ended at 935. Kicked her out in less than 20 mins and I am super proud I asserted my own boundaries. This weirdo would have just talked all night and wasted my time. No thanks.
Another day in the game...............
It's an interesting life.
MAC