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Thoughts of Cro: March 2008
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FR: Poker and Flu. Setting: Day after my last FR(3 numbers in 30 minutes). Threw a poker night with the guys at my place, we all dress up planning to go sarging later in the night. Early in the game, I start feeling cold, and tired. I shrug it off, and open me up another beer and continue betting chips hard! I sneeze, bloody hell. In the next 30 minutes, I get a cold, then a slight fever and I'm all puffy in the face and eyes. I'm not going sarging like this! HB8: Hey, you waiting for a beer? He smiles a...
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Thoughts of Cro: Outer game, my experiences and triumphs
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Outer game, my experiences and triumphs. This is a story, a story of a man who grew tired of eating fried chicken while playing counter-strike online, seeing himself become more and more obese in the mirror and striking out with every girl he loved. Oh did he love, he fell for every smile, every small gesture. Obsessing over friends and ended up losing them all. I think we should just be friends" were the most dreaded words he could hear, and he heard them a lot. As he stood by the mirror, he picked up t...
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Thoughts of Cro: October 2009
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Sunday, 25th October. At work, bartending. It's a busy night at the bar, considering it's a Sunday evening. A lot of tourists in town and some locals as well. I jump out for a smoke, there's a guy outside on the phone. I don't mean to pry, but I overhear the conversation. He obviously got a girls number last night and is calling her now that he has some liquid courage in his system. He hangs up, I put out the cigarette and nod to him, "last night's pickup? I walks away grinning, "good luck man". Her frie...
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Thoughts of Cro: Why Presence is important (a journal and a report of the weekend)
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Why Presence is important (a journal and a report of the weekend). I really want to see you before I leave for China.you think you can meet me late tomorrow night? I'm still packing and so much to do! I read the text and grin, about bloody time. This girl made for a real challenge but I broke through. I miscalibrated, I did a lot of stupid things for her not to meet me again. Fuck that, I refused to give up. Persistence baby! What can I do? This girl is fucking amazing. I think she's my rebound.I bet...
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Thoughts of Cro: December 2009
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Why Presence is important (a journal and a report of the weekend). I really want to see you before I leave for China.you think you can meet me late tomorrow night? I'm still packing and so much to do! I read the text and grin, about bloody time. This girl made for a real challenge but I broke through. I miscalibrated, I did a lot of stupid things for her not to meet me again. Fuck that, I refused to give up. Persistence baby! What can I do? This girl is fucking amazing. I think she's my rebound.I bet...
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Thoughts of Cro: September 2009
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I may be easy, but I'm not sleazy. Alright guys, my latest thoughts on picking up women. I may be easy, but I'm not sleazy'. Last night I was working the bar, and we had a slow night so me and my fellow bartender, a sick natural pickup artist and a great guy, got talking. I reviewed my latest experiences after returning to the pickup scene and we got to discussing our recent adventures in the field, and how women perceive us. We both agreed that the only way to handle a woman's shit test, e.g. 'I...It hu...
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Thoughts of Cro: FR: Head not in the game
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FR: Head not in the game. Stopped by at a bar the other night, me and a musician friend of mine went out for drinks and met up with his friend. Wasn't a planned night out, I was far from sarge ready, been growing a beard for a couple of weeks and just looked shabby. But I had a nice shirt on, thankfully. The place was drowning in hotties from all over, the friend did a great job of opening sets while I was texting a potential lay while waiting for our drinks being served. We're all here for holiday!
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Thoughts of Cro: FR: 3 numbers in 30 minutes
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FR: 3 numbers in 30 minutes. FR: 3 numbers in 30 minutes. This night wasn't about sarging, just about having a good time. It was a party at the law department at my university where I study, huge party, free beer.hell yes. Blowouts of the night:. HB8 is taking pictures with her digital camera, before I had reached A2 with her, she was resting her knee against my thigh. Me: Aww isn't that picture cute.what about us? HB8: What about us? Me: There aren't any cute pictures like that of us. HB9: Hey, waaaasap!
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Thoughts of Cro: August 2008
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For the past few months, I've been giving out advice to guys as to how to #-close their targets and what 'gambits' to use. And finally it came to me how wrong we've been all along. My online wingmen have also caught the bug, Checkers and Hengman. And actually Checkers being my sounding board led me to my recent state of mind. Things like 'State' and 'Frame' just come down to a high self esteem and being happy with who you are and getting it on with yourself. Because what happens after a while? Routines, ...
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Thoughts of Cro: November 2009
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Outer game, my experiences and triumphs. This is a story, a story of a man who grew tired of eating fried chicken while playing counter-strike online, seeing himself become more and more obese in the mirror and striking out with every girl he loved. Oh did he love, he fell for every smile, every small gesture. Obsessing over friends and ended up losing them all. I think we should just be friends" were the most dreaded words he could hear, and he heard them a lot. As he stood by the mirror, he picked up t...