Today I want to explore the implications of this from a dating perspective. I think that’s where more of the variation comes from, considering the Daygame itself is more like a string of set pieces. On a date, you have to show your real self, and if she finds out that you’re not the real … Continue reading 2/30: London’s Gone Full r (2)
1/30: London’s Gone Full r
Mazz and I were standing near to Leicester Square station yesterday. An idea that I’d been nurturing bubbled up in my mind and emerged from that murky swamp. “You know,” I said, looking around, “I think 2018 is the year that London’s gone full r.” “How so?” “It seems that every girl I see now … Continue reading 1/30: London’s Gone Full r
0/30: Daygame Bulletin Series
I’ll be releasing a short post every day for the next 30 days. I like the idea of waking up to a kind of Daygame bulletin which you can read over your morning coffee; the posts themselves will all be scheduled for 07:00am GMT release. Most of these posts will start with a sentence, or … Continue reading 0/30: Daygame Bulletin Series
Scottish Ruminations
This weekend I was away visiting a girl who I fucked last summer named Ganna. She’s Ukrainian but is studying in Glasgow, and while I was there I contemplated a couple of things. Firstly, as I was walking through duty free to get to my gate, I noticed something interesting which I’ve never seen written … Continue reading Scottish Ruminations
Date Report: Italian Fashionista
Just came back from a date with an Italian girl who works in fashion. Very r in terms of her dress sense, tattoos and jewelry, but as I found out on the date: 27 years old. That means that her body agenda is working against, what I think, is her r inclination. Probably if I … Continue reading Date Report: Italian Fashionista
English Girls, the r/K Wilderness, Zen Daygame, and DNA Tug
“When I’m in London I feel like... a pretty girl”, Lina said to me a couple of weeks ago as we sat outside Carluccio’s in Covent Garden. It was as if she was afraid to say it, but felt as if she had to. To her, it was a dirty truth. She continued: “I look … Continue reading English Girls, the r/K Wilderness, Zen Daygame, and DNA Tug
#45: Red Letter Day
So I’m out last Sunday with V. The sky’s grey, there’s a chill in the air. A standard London day. You know what I mean? I’d done four sets so far, or to be more specific, three sets which I shouldn’t have done, and one which I should, and did do. The latter set ended … Continue reading #45: Red Letter Day
+1, lay report to follow
20 year old Romanian student; let's say she's a "London 8". I should have this written up by tomorrow evening.
Date Report: Greek Student
I thought I’d keep this date report succinct, and to do so going forward. I’ve been on a lot of dates and have failed to document them because I didn’t want to write a long post. So now I’ll give a brief description, then touch on one of the interesting points that happened on the … Continue reading Date Report: Greek Student
Age
“So, how old do you think I am?”. She touched a finger to her full lips and gave me a once over. “Hmmm, I think around 32.” Those words were spoken to me on a recent i-date. She was 24, from Moldova, and told me that she prefers men who are around that age. Clearly … Continue reading Age
