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I’m looking back on two weeks of intense daygame in Riga. Here are the numbers: 46 opens 12 numbers 7 replies 3 girls out on dates 3 girls bounced to mine 2 girls kissed 1 handjob 0 new notches 1 lay from a regular from my previous trip in October All in all, I’m satisfied with these results. I managed to keep my regular attached to me across half a year of long game. Luck wasn’t on my side: there was awful weather for half of the days, the Turkish girl couldn’t get over her LMR and past giving me a handjob, and I fucked up the 23 year old Latvian girl. I couldn’t close the 29 silly redhead because of logistics. ...

I severely underestimated the stress of this Eurojaunt. I’m essentially on a nearly two week holiday from my stressful corporate sales job. Besides daygame, I planned a host of activities to do during the mornings: gym, reading, catching up on personal email, writing, reflecting on my life and goals. None of that happened. The daily > 6 hour long daygame sessions took an unexpected toll on both my mind and my body. Mentally I’d say I’m doing fine. I’m not more stressed than I am on the clock. I learned how to deal with work stress by maintaining healthy routines. However, the daygame roller-coaster and several poor decisions plunged me into a downward spiral. ...

After failing to beat the LMR with the Turkish girl I went out to get some chicken nuggets from the McDonalds in the old town. Having bought my food and walking back home, I got approached by two Latvian women. They were well over 30. One was reasonably OK-looking but still ugly. The other one was a complete mess: fat, trashy clothing, tattoos, messed up teeth. They invited me to go for a drink. I was immediately suspicious, well aware of bars in Riga hiring girls to pull chodes off the street into the bar and extract money from them for drinks. I was curious, so I went along for the ride to see where it goes. The potential for a grotty threesome briefly crossed my mind, but the pair was so hideous that I binned that idea almost immediately. The plus side was that I felt no pressure at all, given that I had at least a three point value gap in my advantage. As far as I was concerned, I was doing them a favor - even though they were convinced I was the lucky one. ...

I opened this sleazy looking redhead in the train station mall. One of my better sets of the trip. She immediately let me stand close and made strong eye contact. There was strong banter from the get-go. It wasn’t sexual, which in hindsight was a mistake. We mostly talked bullshit and pretty much the whole set stayed in attraction. Nevertheless, I found out she’s a teacher and was in the mall to buy gifts for her friend that ran the marathon a few days earlier. ...

Can’t sleep after a stressful week of daygaming. Might as well write down my thoughts to reinforce my learnings. I opened this girl on the old town square while drinking with my two wings. The set was felt immediately on. We stood really close and she let me touch her. After careful texting, I managed to get her out on a first date a few days later. The date went good: I escalated hard in the cherry wine bar, touching her all over. She lapped it up. I bounced her to the Long Island bar next door where I quickly kissed her. She offered quite some resistance under the pretense that she cheated on her boyfriend and therefore felt guilty kissing another guy. Even though we are both single. ...