I’m returned to Prague after my first residential coaching there in April 2024. This time I’m on my own, staying for a month to focus on: Gym and nutrition: getting below 10% body fat again Remote work Daygame I arrived on Thursday and until Sunday did 27 sets in total. Not bad at all considering I’ve been a lot more picky with my sets compared to the coaching. I’m noticing quite a few improvements compared to last year:...

I was visiting Berlin for work before Christmas. On Sunday, I met up with my Italian Gym Rat, whom I had been fucking throughout the week. On Sunday, I was scheduled to take the night train back to Antwerp, Belgium. I met up with her at Berlin Hauptbahnhof for, what should shave been, a short drink. Sitting in a hotel bar outside of the train station, we were talking about her plans on her day off tomorrow....

After working in Vienna for a week, I was scheduled to take a night train to Berlin on Friday the 13th. Boarding the train, I notice that I have the whole cabin to myself. The lights in my cabin were very dim, though. Train cabins consist of a small central table, and six beds stacked along the walls in pairs of three. Before I enter the cabin, I hear a woman with a thick Russian accent: “Excoose meh, can you halp mee store zis luggage, pliez?...

I just came back from my second daygame session in Lyon. In total I did 4 approaches in a bit less than two hours. The first set I opened in English, but then switched to French. The three following sets I only spoke French. Overall, I’m very satisfied with my results: three discussions from 3-7 minutes each and only one brush off (because she had just dialled her mom on the phone)....

I was relaxing on Bar Gambero’s in Rome after a long daygame session. As I was switching off with a cigarette and beer in hand, I saw a petite dark-haired girl walk by. She had a blue, netted blouse and a cute black dress. She was clearly a tourist. On the metro back to my place Opening her, I confirmed that she was a tourist on her way to buy a souvenir for her mom....

I was reaching the end of a productive daygame session in Rome. Resting on the Spanish Steps, halfway through my cigarette, I spot an elegant brunette traverse the square. Even from a far away, I could see she was beautiful Italian local. She walked fast, determined to get somewhere. I leapt up, ran down the stairs, and jumped over a pair of Chinese tourists to pursue the set, pushing the last bits of smoke out of my lungs....

On Saturday I was hanging out in the center of Antwerp with my mates. This city is my home town in Belgium. Definitely not a place where I do daygame. It was 3 p.m. as I was leaving the city and driving to my parents’ house in the countryside. The weather was unusually warm and sunny for October. As I was driving, I recall the streets being packed. The urge to do at least a couple of sets overcame me....

At the very end of a productive daygame session with two Berlin wings, we stumbled upon a dreamy tourist girl. She was slowly strolling in front of us in a slight zig-zag, seemingly lost in thoughts. Essentially, she was screaming to be opened. Given that it was my turn, I obliged her. Turns out she was a girl from the UK. After a pretty sexual set, I bounced her to a nearby Späti1 to get a beer and chill by the riverside on an instant date....

You know, the fascinating thing about daygame is that it puts me in contact with girls far outside my own social stratum. This week I closed1 an Italian girl who was a bit quiet. Very introverted. Not a “good girl”: she later confessed some extreme sexual adventures. She encountered some genuine tragedy in life (deaths of relatives, suicide, violence, etc.). I’ve had my issues but my life was a walk in the park compared to hers....

Only after doing 500+ daygame sets, did I realize how badly I was weaseling in business. If I was as motivated in cold calling prospects as cold approaching students, I’d be set for life. In addition, after reading both Nick Krauser’s and John Bodi’s memoirs, did I realize how Gamma I was1 at work: God complex: everyone in this office is a retard except me. I work better alone (because I don’t want to face the reality that some colleagues are smarter and/or more skilled than me)....