I’ve been making real progress doing subway game. It seems to be almost as easy as park game. Girls waiting around for the train are BORED. They seem to be pretty into talking to people.
But there’s a huge wall there sometimes. I get to the subway station in the morning. And I’m even thinking about opening a few girls. But it’s pretty cozy here in my shell.
In fact, my shell is pretty pimped out. It’s fur-lined and warm. I even have cable TV in there. I could just hang out alone all day, lost in my thoughts. I’m pretty good company. It’s cold outside of my warm little shell.
And nobody is talking to anybody. It’s just not a social place. Nobody is expecting you to go up to anybody. Expectations are very low.
While I expect this to change, I’m still at the point where if I don’t make subway pickup a priority, it just might not get done. In fact, there’s a possibility I could go the entire day without cold approaching a single girl. Yecchh!
I have a lot of things on my mind. I’m thinking about what I’m doing over Thanksgiving break. I haven’t even been able to go on dates with all the girls who’s numbers I’ve gotten because of Thanksgiving and other business. But that’s no excuse.
Doing pickup re-energizes me. It makes me the daddy of the pimp daddy. It brings me where I want to go, regardless of whether the approach was “successful” or not.
When I leave the house in the morning, if the primary focus of my entire day is to do that that one pickup, I’ll do it. If not though, it gets lost in the shuffle of my life and gets pushed aside with lame excuses like I’m “too busy.”