Feels good to be back in Belgrade. I’m here with my former coach and another daygamer. I just came back from Galerija mall where I felt I did good work: 4 approaches with clear intent. Sadly, no numbers: two were married, and the other two rather young (both below 20). On Sunday I caught up with my Belgrade Blondie. It was an effortless date: we covertly agreed to a sex date. After a few glasses of wine on my terrace, we sealed the deal. ...
I’m sitting in the airport looking back on a crazy two weeks on the West Coast. Although I was there for a work conference, the trip was pretty eventful: I got a ride in a fire truck (with sirens) after calling 911 to save a junkie’s life. I had two idates from only five sets in total. I smoked weed with a local girl in her car (and drove my convertible rental car back shortly after to catch my flight). Alas no lays. The opportunity presented itself, though: ...
My daygame friends warned me of Belgrade. It’s known to be a hard city for advanced daygamers - let alone intermediates like myself. This was my first jaunt to this city. In addition, I was at the peak of my longest dry spell ever. The stakes were high and my vibe was low. I made the smart decision to schedule a session with a good daygame coach I trust. We worked on some techniques to increase my vibe, and simplify my daygame model. Coincidentally, and by mere accident, I bumped into a daygamer who my coach and I met when we were coaching in Prague exactly one year ago. ...
Feels good to be back. I’m pleased to see visible improvements in my daygame since I was here in Summer 2024. My stats in two weeks: 35 sets 12 numbers 8 replies 2 first dates This are my best results so far. I also haven’t had this much fun with daygame in a long while (coming out of a pretty bleak winter with little to show for my efforts). Girls are hooking, my text game is more risky yet calibrated, numbers are replying 1, and I’m getting girls out on dates. ...
I’m daygaming in the capital of Belgium, the country I lived in most of my life. During the day I’m working in a cow-working space and popping out for a one-to-two-hour session each day. This allowed me to rack up 20 sets in one week resulting in a handful of numbers, most of them flakey, and one idate. The idate was an Italian PhD-student who came to Brussels to sign up at a local university. She was leaving the next day. Unfortunately, I couldn’t clear logistics: I was scheduled to have dinner and drinks with a mate that evening. I tried to catch her afterward to no avail. ...