I feel that I should chronicle most things that happen with HBToughCookie. For one it allows me to look back on it and figure out how things progressed. And secondly it is amazing how quick you forget all the small details. Even mundane aspects of your life will be interesting to read a year from now. Because they are you.

After almost two weeks of not hanging out with HBTC we finally got together on the 4th of this month. We went to the Mavericks game and just like clockwork we were right back into each other. It was as if that two weeks we didn’t see each other never existed. One thing that I think really helps us is we both like to get a little tipsy. I think we both just let our inhibitions go and this really helps out in the beginning. I know this for a fact now that I am writing about this 2 weeks later.

At one point just after we ordered drinks she is scooping out some of the ice into a trash can. She was complaining how the bartender added so much ice. She is doing this in front of 4 huge guys. These guys all take notice and start saying shit to her. I am making shit up like yeah she is pouring all the booze out so I don’t take advantage of her later blah blah. I do this so maybe the guys will STFU. But they don’t. They just keep saying stupid shit about the ice when all the sudden she turns to the group and goes: Is my ice really that fucking interesting to you? Ohh man she shut up these 4 huge dudes. I couldn’t help but turn around and just start busting out laughing. While I am laughing I purposely turn around so they see me laughing and they look at me like they want to kill me. We walk 5 feet over and continue watching the game. I like this chick even more after she made this statement.

During the entire game I had been talking about throwing her up against the wall at the game. Just any wall it didn’t matter. I guess she wasn’t drunk enough and didn’t want to get thrown out. Finally the game was over and when we got outside I threw her up against the wall of the arena and we start making out. We get some hoots and hollars from various people. From here things heated up in the parking garage when we got into the car.

We get back to her house she cooks me some food and I get a text saying we should come up to Kinki’s. This sounds good so we head out and up there to meet some friends. I couldn’t hear jack shit in Kinki and it is the main reason I hate that place. At some point I get a text from HBTC: Hey meet me in the bathroom. Please tell me you have a C in your wallet. I try to bum a C but no one will give me one(HOMOS). I grab her hand and pull her to the guys bathroom. Just as I walk in she lets go and bails. I give her shit about this later and we jet out of the venue. I throw her on top of some Volkswagen as we leave only to have her do the same thing to me.

We head home and can’t find a parking spot anywhere in her complex. She decides to part in front of someone’s garage and this leads to us bickering back and forth. We get upstairs I change and lay on the couch. I am doing everything I can to stay awake so I can fuck her silly. I am literally holding my eye lids open while she is doing something in her room. She makes her way back to the kitchen so I get up and go up to her. She pushes me away. And when I say this I mean she shoves me away as hard as she can. Now this is a little odd so I push the subject. She says I choked her. WTF! This freaks me out especially since I was super drunk. I say whoah if I choked you I am outta here. I grab my clothes and head down to my car. MISTAKE! I should have passed out on her couch instead. I get down to my car and know there is no way I am driving. So yep I will be sleeping here tonight in my uncomfortable car. I try to work my way back up to her place via text but it is a no go.

The next day I am extremely pissed and very worried that things are over with us. I know I like this girl and don’t want that to be the case.

I sent her a text the next day.

I text her something like:

Miss First/Last Name: I would like to chat are you available to accept my call.

Two hours later she says: Yes

Before this I am sweating it pretty bad. I am hungover and pissed. I see the text and all the sudden feel good.

I start playing pool and wait it out 15 minutes before I call. She answers I just do the normal cordial chat and then say something so yeah about last night. I clearly crossed some boundaries. I then say so can you tell me what I did so I don’t act like a douche again. She then goes I have no idea what you did I feel like a douche.

Hahhahahahahahahahahha

We both start laughing and everything is GOLDEN!

If I had a crystal ball here is how I would predict the future with this girl.

We are both going to get drunk a lot together and have some crazy ass fights. I can just see that coming now.

Alright now that I got that out of the way. Hell it should have been a post by itself but ohh well. Back to the subject at hand. Relationships just happen. I want to touch on this because I think a lot of guys mess up in this regard.

So you meet a girl. And let’s just say you want to fuck her. You will act a certain way. But let’s say you actually want to date her. You will act a certain way which is surely different than if you just wanted to fuck her. But wait a minute. Why? Well there are some very easy answers like you don’t want to set a frame with a Fuck Buddy that you like her. Sure I completely agree with you on this one. But aren’t you worried that if you set a frame with a girl you want a relationship with that you like her you might scare her off? Yes that is certainly a possibility. So instead of worrying how to act with this girl or that girl why not just act the same way with all of them? And then after a while of seeing relationship quality girl you can make Statements of Interest when you know they will be well received.

I am not sure why more guys don’t do this. It allows you to stay in control of the interaction.

Think of it as a negotiation. Someone wants to sell you something. You want to buy something. Whoever says a price first loses. Wait for the other person to announce a price. This gives you leverage. Think of relationships the same way. If you wait for her to announce her attentions first you have the upper hand.

But what if she never makes her intentions known? Alright so maybe this takes a little calibration on your end. But common sense should allow you to see the signs even if she doesn’t utter the words. For example I was invited over to Dinner. She wanted to cook me dinner. What else could that possibly mean? Do you think that means ohh come over so I can fuck you? Nope. That means I like you I want to cook dinner and spend time with you. Very Simple. And she probably wants to fuck too but not in terms of a fuck buddy.

Something happened this weekend that has taken at least a year. I spent both Friday and Saturday night with the same girl. We will call this girl HB:ToughCookie. This is something I purposely avoided the entire year. The weekend is meant for Sarging and meeting new women.

Friday night I had intended on going out with the boys but she called and invited me to her friend’s Birthday party. I figured we would end up together at the end of the night anyways but I wanted to join her. Not to mention very little seemed to be going on Friday night. It was a pretty easy choice. We ended up at Finn and it was probably the worst I had ever seen it. So I made the right choice.

I had only nailed this girl one time before and I must say it was only so-so. I was a little worried she was bad in bed and possibly prude at that. I’m not saying I am a great lover or anything in fact that first time was equally my fault for the overall performance. It was lacking from both parties. I knew I needed to nail this girl again and it needed to be good. The first time we were both completely sober and I think inhibitions were to blame. This night we were both pretty much wasted. Can you say Fuck Fest 2008?? Yeah it was pretty badass (Thank God). Be afraid to use my pool table.

Saturday Night we have somewhat of a low key evening. Lion invites us to join him and his girl. Picture Perfect and some girl Lion’s girl was hooking him up with were joining us as well. We head over and the evening is pretty boring. I find myself complaining a shit load when we are at the Londoner. Before we leave Lion’s place though something sort of flattering happens. Two of the girls there both compliment HBToughCookie. Ohh your hair is so nice. You are so beautiful. Both of the girls say this at different times. It’s kind of a good feeling I must say.

My boredom at the Londoner quickly leads to me turning into major asshole. There was some girl who was part of our group. I think she was Filipino and had a very nice body. Her face was marginal but the body was superb. Anyways so she is sitting at this table with everyone else. I walk up and sit directly across from her. I instantly neg her on her diamonds. Bam the entire group is just gawking at me now. But I don’t stop. I continue on and on and on. I mean yeah it was a little over the top and I apologized to Lion and his girl later about it. I don’t know why I did it. I mean to complete strangers it is one thing. But to someone that is part of the group you are with…well that is just poor etiquette.

I have noticed I do this a lot lately. For the most part it is harmless and with strangers at a bar that I will never see again. I am trying to figure out why I turn into asshole me though. Sure the booze play a part and probably boredom. Every time I do it I feel bad the next day. It is as if I lose some of my conscience when I am drunk.

We eventually take a cab home and bam just as predicted we get into a fight. This one was no where near as bad as the one I ended up sleeping in my car. But to make a long story short she leaves at around 2:00 AM. I somehow pissed her off. I believe it came when she asked me to go get her bag out of her car. And I said you should blow me first. There is a point where you can be beta. This is one of those times. Think about it. I got get the bag from the car. I come back inside and she changes. We get into bed. Ummm yeah self explanatory. Instead I act like a dick and she leaves. DUMB!!!

Holy Fucking Shit!

I can’t believe I have done this for one entire year. I have made over 100 posts on this blog. That is pretty remarkable in and of itself. I am thrilled I have stuck to something this long. I usually get bored and move on. It is easy to stick to something you love though.

I absolutely love the community. So much has happened in this past year. I couldn’t even imagine what life would be like without stumbling upon it. It is daunting even thinking what if I never found it. I can’t think what life would be like. I can tell you it would not be this good. It just isn’t possible. And not because I am awesome at game or anything. In fact I really am not great by any means. It is so much more than actually running game. To think how I handle myself on Dates and when I am alone with a girl. What I say and how I say it. My appearance. I could seriously just go on and on how much better of a person I am now because of what I have learned. So let me say this again. I love the community.

Reflection is the key to success. That is why I so highly recommend anyone new to the game keep some sort of journal. Write about your early Field Reports. Write about what crosses your mind. Jot down questions you need answers to. Write down your goals. Write anything. You will thank yourself down the road. And I am going to say I didn’t write about everything I should have. There are so many other things I should have written in the past year. Things that would pop into my head that were important only to later forget them. I would be so thankful if I could read those right now. And then all of the Field Reports I should have just written up. I know it gets a little overkill to write about each and every outing but you know what. FUCK YOU! Who gives a shit about you. I should have written them for me.

While I have been in the game for a year now I guess the thought started just a tad earlier. A few months prior to my involvement I was in a relationship for about 3 years. Towards the end of that relationship a show known as The Pickup Artist aired on VH1. I was watching one of the episodes with the ex and I thought the stuff they were doing was just hilarious. I believed in what they were doing and told her if you ever break up with me I am going to do that. She just laughed at me and said that stuff would never work on her. Little Did She Know…

And a few months later we were done. She had enough of my non committing ways and left me. Looking back I actually thank her for this. Without her leaving me I would not have been able to become who I was destined to be.

After the break up I was depressed for the first time in my life. My functioning ability was very limited. I stopped every project I had going. My income suffered but I didn’t care. I found a cure for the short term and this was reading. I devoured The Game, message boards, online blogs, etc. I coped through the words of others. Somehow this made me feel better. It was then that I knew I would keep my own online journal as maybe it would serve someone else the way others had served me.

I went shopping for new clothes. I must have bought a few pairs of jeans and at least a dozen new shirts right away. I was going to make the new me. The me that should have always wanted to look styling but was always complacent since I already had the girl. I went and got a haircut where as I used to just wear my hair down so I could be lazy and not have to worry about fixing it. I already had the girl before what did I care. (Lesson #1: You should always be trying to impress whomever you are with)

With my new style I started doing something I had never done before. I started going out to the bars, drinking, and talking to pretty much every girl I could see in my vision. All the sudden I was the guy who was friendly. The guy who would approach a girl or group and somehow carry a conversation? I was reborn into someone I had never been. And for this you can thank that little concoction known as Crown Royal. I had quick success using my new found skill set and there is no doubt this boosted my ego and inner game. I was starting to go from Depressed to on top of the world.

I will leave you guys with some wisdom. This might only be relevant to the newer guys.

When you first start off in this game be social. Yes talk to the girls who aren’t that attractive. Hell maybe you should even sleep with some of them. The first girl I slept with in the game was attractive in the face but not that great body wise. I would give her a 6 rating. But it was success. I am a firm believer that success breeds success. Before this I got a BJ from a girl who I would give a 5 rating to. She was decent in the face but a bit on the heavier side. After these girls it just seemed like the girls I started to get gradually were better and better. I moved to some 7’s and then 8’s and so on and so forth. What was happening was two things. First I was getting better at game overall. Then I was getting better at being with these women on dates and alone. Here is what I am really getting at though and I want to make this very clear so I will spell it out for you.

I N N E R G A M E: In my opinion it is the most crucial aspect of game. It just plays a part in everything. You want to get good at the bar? Well you better get this down. You want to get good at interacting with a girl when you are alone? Well you better get this down. I could go on and on about this. It will not happen right away. It is a process. It will get better and better with time and success.

My wing though was only good for one night out a week and possibly the occasional two nights out but that was rare. I was addicted to this and yearned for more. It was then that I knew I needed to reach out to the community and find some like minded individuals.

Start of a beautiful relationship…

Thanks to Vector there was an avenue that I could meet others. After a couple months of posting on Dallaslair.org in February I went to one of the meet ups. I was very nervous about this. Who are these other guys? What are they like? They aren’t a bunch of weirdo freaks are they. A million questions rambled through my brain. I knew though if I was to get really good at game and get the results I craved I needed to take this step. I went to the meeting and it was the best decision I had made in a long time. And in regards to game it was the absolute best decision you can make. But what was the absolute best thing about this meeting was I met some other guys who were decent. Guys who would eventually become friends.

I realized success early on and quickly built my first harem. Yes a harem. I was getting laid every day by many different women. I told everyone of them I had no interest in a relationship and this made them attracted to me even more. Girls were calling and texting me saying crazy sexual stuff. I was turning down booty calls. Things I could only have dreamed of before were now reality. For a month or two I don’t remember sleeping alone. This was the second way I coped with not having the ex. In fact I can remember just going and staying the night at these girls houses just for the hell of it. I still wasn’t over her.

At first I was not pulling the hottest girls. In fact most of the girls I pulled I probably would not bring them out to any of the meetings or strut them in front of you guys. Well maybe a couple but still. As long as they had a pretty good body and were good in bed they were good enough. And as long as I was shagging them I really didn’t think too much about the ex. In fact I was starting to fall in love with my new found lifestyle. In my more adult years I had always craved this lifestyle in the back of my head. It seemed good and fun and something I wanted to do but I had no idea how. And on top of this making money was always more important. But now I was living this lifestyle. Could this really be my life?

And with this my responsibilities suffered. I couldn’t figure out how to handle all of this. I was going out at least 3 nights a week to sarge but usually more. I was spending a shit load of time servicing these women. Something had to give. And it did. I started neglecting hanging out with my family and parents. I rarely saw my friends who were not part of the community. They were off doing their own things anyways but I didn’t try hard to make time for them. My house that I am remodeling for myself took an entire year longer to finish than I had intended. My work suffered. In fact this past year has been my worse year in a while financially. I only made about 60% of what I did last year…OUCH!

I don’t remember exactly but 4 or 5 months after the break up I built a myspace page. I figured maybe this will be another tool for attracting women. Even though I used to think it was so gay now I embraced it. Then something that blew my mind happened. A day or two after making my page the ex found it and messaged me. I was flabbergasted. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I had just nailed some hottie and was messing around in my room (Pretty sure Lion and I pulled SNL’s). I got on the computer and noticed I had a message. I almost jumped out of my seat. When I say my body was a little antsy almost shivering that would be a pretty good description. It was as if I was about to give a speech in front of a 1000 people. Lion was in the other room so of course I busted in and consulted him at like 4:00 AM. Since he is a pro at myspace game I listened to every word out of his mouth and took his advice.

Eventually her and I agreed on a lunch date that I framed she would pay for. It had been at least 4 months without us saying one word to each other. I won’t bore you with the details but I will say this. Knowing game I was able to win her back. Not only that, it was all on my terms that she accepted. I had played it beautifully. I won.

So now I had the best of both worlds. I had the girl who broke my heart, which I was still in love with back. But I also still had my harem. I still had the luxury of going out and meeting new women. And she was right there anytime I wanted her. I was in hog heaven.

Our relationship was actually the best it had been in at least one year. We didn’t fight or argue. Things were pretty perfect. Well until I start getting into her head. I leak that I fucked a girl only hours after fucking her. I leaked that some girl blew me in the other room not 10 feet away from her. Combined with the fact that she knew I was fucking at least 2 other girls this just didn’t bode well for her. She started freaking out and things were on and off again for the next few months. Once again I couldn’t find it in myself to commit and this eventually led to our ultimate undoing.

At some point during this summer I feel that I hit a plateau. It was as if I peaked and then just sort of stayed there. Now this was fine and dandy but it did start to get boring. I needed some sort of change but I couldn’t figure out how to change my game. So that left my style. I pretty much credit Lion with my style progression. He seemed to always be wearing crazy shit which lead to good results. I would say I was always one step behind him in this regard and maybe just a bit tamer. I experimented with everything from bandannas to bracelets to rings. All served their purpose but I later found out was unnecessary.

During this period I started seeing my greatest results with women. I started pulling the hottest girls of my life. Girls many would consider dime pieces. My appearance started to change. My hairstyle was getting good. I started sporting ties which I highly recommend to anyone. Make it a full Windsor Knot and you will see the best results. Girls like big knots. And eventually I busted out the Mohawk which created the new greatest results of my life.

Currently I am dating the hottest, most competent, successful, has her shit together girl of my life. I credit everything to game. Without it I wouldn’t have the inner game to compete with her. She is a tough cookie which makes her even more attractive. Some of the shit I have gone through with her if I didn’t know about the game she would be long gone. She constantly shit tests me and I would have failed all of them. It would have been a miserable disaster. Knowing how to build attraction with her I would have had no clue. The truth is I wouldn’t have even approached her to begin with. Even now I am sort of amazed I did approach her. She shit tested me so hardcore that night. The old me would have just turned around walked off even if I did open her.

When you have been in this long enough you realize game is not about lines and routines. Game is about becoming the best version YOU. It is about getting your shit together. Your life together. Your look together. Your inner game together. Your demeanor. The way you walk, talk, look, and act. It’s about how you hold yourself together in tough situations. Times when you don’t have the upper hand and still come out on top. It’s about your confidence and how girls pick up on this. It’s about your sense of entitlement but not coming off as brash. It’s about knowing that you deserve what you want and not stopping until you achieve it.

DON’T FUCKING SETTLE!!!

If I had to sum up the year though I would go right back to the community. The guys I have had the Pleasure…no the Privilege to of met and know. Without this group of guys I would be lost.

Thank You…

Holy Shit!

I have met my match. This girl is just like me. It is as if she is running reverse game on me.

Statements she has made:

I am trying really hard not to like you.

I have no interest in a relationship.

WHAT!!!!!!

Who taught you?

This girl knows how to make a guy chase her. She is a pro at it. I have to struggle not to fall into her little trap. And I must say it is extremely difficult. Not because she is running some type of game, but just because she is so badass.

I am so glad I hung out with her last night. I learned so much more about this girl that I needed to know. I called her out on several things.

I told her we were going to butt heads because we were just alike. I told her she had walls up to protect herself. I told her I would love to know the real her. She didn’t want to hear any of this. She almost curled up into a little ball she was so shy about these statements. Well really just the one about the walls.

She is so freaking stubborn. I mean seriously turn me into a girl and I am her. It is uncanny. I can see it now. She and I will have the most knock out drag you through the mud arguments. I can see this girl throwing punches. I don’t know why but I almost look forward to our future fights.

She is just as passive as I am. She will try to set up future meetings when we are hanging out. But if she is just by herself the chance of her calling me up wanting to hang out is very slim. I am going to have to force myself to be the aggressor with this girl. I just need to make sure to space the days out so I don’t look too needy. She wants me to be needy. She wants me to chase. She is used to it. It is all she knows.

I wish I could figure out how to make her chase. But with her current mindset of not wanting to get close to anyone I don’t see that happening for a while. I have to figure out how to put some cracks in her walls or knock a few down. Then I can see her chasing. Her entire mindset and thought process will surely change.

Only time will bring this. And until then I will enjoy the pursuit.

When I first got into game I told myself I wanted to be single for a year. And I have done that this entire year. In fact I haven’t even found anyone worthy of settling down with so it was actually pretty easy.

I like this one…

One thing that I think has been helping me lately with girls is adding them to myspace. So over text I will open a previous number close and at some early point ask if they have myspace. Most of the time they do and I will wait a few hours and add them.

I absolutely love doing this and highly recommend it. The reasons are simple but I will explain my case anyways.

For one I get to see them again (My memory is usually a little hazy from the drunken night before). I can rattle through their page, glance at some pictures, read a little about them, etc etc. But it is a two way street here. She can do the same thing. So before you go and take my advice understand you need a good myspace page. You should have some good pictures of yourself, ones with you and your friends, and ones with you and girls. This is very important. You need to paint a good picture of yourself. I don’t have the best page but mine is good enough.

Secondly psychologically speaking I think this does something to her head. I think she says ahh alright I am friends with this guy. I have gone to his page and learned a little about him. So right off the bat I think she feels a little more comfortable with you. There may be an added sense of security, possible added attraction, and her feeling closer to you.

I will continue to do this in the future. I feel pretty strongly about it and can’t believe I didn’t do it sooner.