Day 3 with the Greek Girl tomorrow

despite all my bitching and moaning, i am still doing the 300 day challenge. approaching at least ten girls a week, pursuing all leads, and improving in all stages of daygame. i’m doing the challenge, i just haven’t written about it enough. work has gotten really busy and much more stressful, i am starting to look for another apt, and i am working on my photography more. so that’s good.

what’s also good is that i have a day 3 tomorrow with the greek girl. it’s been a while since i had a day 3. i am looking forward to “being myself” on the date, loving, affectionate, effusive, but with some sexual spikes too. that’s my new shtick. except it’s not a shtick. it’s the new and improved rivelino.

the funny thing is that while the greek girl is hot, she is exactly the type of girl i wouldn’t want to date long term. she is artistic and a bit crazy. that’s my vibe on her. she’s also a dancer. oh yeah. she has this very sexy body. not very delicate and thin like the polish girl, but lean and toned and sensual. the way she walks is very hot.

anyway, that’s the update from here. i will post a field report tomorrow. that’s part of the challenge too.

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update: my day 2 with her was with a bunch of her international friends at a coffee shop. damn, just seeing that i didn’t write about it. well, i met her on a saturday on the street, and on sunday i invited her for a beer, and she said i could meet her and her friends, so i did. some of her friends were cool, but then she disappeared for a while, and so then i decided to leave, and then she came back, so then we said goodbye. it was a bit awkward at the end. i practiced my effusive strategy and said “i hope to see you again” and she said “maybe” and so i said “yeah maybe”. anyway, it’s hard to describe. point it, it wasn’t the best day 2. but my friend was saying, actually the husband of a friend of mine, he is spanish and he was saying that that is normal in spain. it’s how people vet new people, or something. lots of socializing is in groups.

i found it annoying, because i am an introvert, and i had to spend a lot of energy trying to win over her friends, and i think i did a decent job. i teased her a bit and flirted with her a bit, but i focused on her friends, and you are supposed to do. anyway, that’s when she left the cafe for a while to go smoke with her female friend. what a cunt. just kidding.

well, enough about that. tomorrow i am taking her to a photo exhibition. should be good.

anal, baby. anal.

Providers are so boring!

when i moved to madrid, i had a high status, well paying, creative job. i was excited. it was a “corporate” job you could say, and i was a foreigner, and i was 38 not 28, but i was confident that i would be able to attract some high quality madrileñas. especially once i mastered daygame, and especially if i had a really nice apartment. my dragon’s lair. my seduction palace. the last piece of the puzzle. the dagger, right in her heart.

well, a year and a half in madrid, and i can safely say that providers are so boring! again, maybe i am doing it all wrong, but after several hundred approaches, i learned that my job didn’t impress the girls, and that my apt, yeah it was impressive, but i really don’t think it had that much of an effect. well i *know* it didn’t have much of an effect.

so i invested in the wrong thing. so i am moving.

i am going to stick it out in madrid for another year, but i am going to move to a smaller apartment.

i have too much stuff anyway.

“Sounds like quitting while you’re not ahead.”

the always insightful aneroid ocean comments on my post about quitting game:

You haven’t been successful in improving your game to the point where you’re dating multiple high quality girls, so you’re going to pursue a relationship with kids that you know is going to hamper your other goals?

Sounds like quitting while you’re not ahead.

yes. that’s exactly right.

i love the comment because AO is right, and that’s something i want to make clear. i feel that i am ready to quit the game as a semi-failure. there is an important “part 2″ to that post that i haven’t written yet, and a part 3 as well, i just haven’t had the time, or maybe i gave been neglecting it on purpose, because it’s something difficult to write about. but it goes something like this:

i have been doing this game stuff for about five years, and i have been semi-successful, meaning not fully successful, meaning not even close to what i wanted. in five years since my divorce, i have fucked about 12 girls, some high quality, but most of them not high quality. i remember back when i started, i didn’t have an exact number of girls i wanted to bang, but it was much more than 12. i think it might have been 100. i rmember when dagonet started his blog — about the same time as me — and his goal was 50, i remember thinking, that’s it?, as if i wanted him to be more ambitious. so maybe my goal wasn’t 100, but maybe it was 100 total. (dagonet’s goal was 50 total if i remember correctly).

anyway, i wanted to bang dozens of girls, not just “one dozen”, that i know. so in that sense, i failed. that i want to make clear. i have always tried to be very honest with my blog, without fronting, without bullshitting, without trying to be cooler or tougher than i really am. that was the whole point. a diary. a journal. a raw record of my ups and downs. write till you bleed, or whatever that bukowski quote was. [update: it was hemingway]

so where was i. oh yeah, sucking at game. well, that’s being too harsh too. i did have some great experiences. i banged a couple of teenagers. i have some pretty good stories. i am much more confident around chicks. i can talk to almost any girl, anywhere. i am great in bed — well i was great before, but i got even better — and i understand the true nature of women — red pill, baby.

so it’s hasn’t been a complete failure. of course not. it’s been five kick ass years. five years of challenging myself and challenging my old beliefs and improving in lots of areas.

but yeah, i am sort of tired of fucking sluts. it was a lot of things that made me want to get out of the game, but in a weird way, fucking emily in LA just now was one of the big ones. she was just kinda easy, kinda slutty. it made me miss the polish girl. now emily is sexier than the polish girl, but the polish girl in kind and gentle and delicate and sex with the polish girl feels more special and intimate and that’s what i miss.

another important point is that even if i want to get out of the game, nothing much changes. it’s like jonnystiles said, “you never leave the game”, or like of course yohami said years ago, “game everyone.”

game is life, that’s for sure. game is an attitude, a way of interacting with the world. that’s how i see it. and offering a girl more “security” or more resources, ha, that isn’t going to make her want to be with you more, the opposite, it’s going to make her run away. so really, what changes?

the only thing that really changes a lot, as far as i can tell, is that i want to pursue less sluts and more good girls. but you were already doing that, rivelino, i can hear you saying, and you are right.

so yeah, wtf has changed. nothing.

i guess the only thing that has really changed is my intent. my goal. which of course, is everything. i don’t want to fuck 20 more girls. or 50 more girls. i am mentally coming to terms with this limitation i have, this failure to do better, and accepting it. *of course* if i was banging 8s and 9s like tom or nick, i would be doing that until i got sick of it — in my mid 50s. but that hasn’t worked out for me. maybe i am in the wrong city. maybe i am just not good enough. who knows. not everyone can be tom or nick. daygame is not easy. game is not easy.

so those were the main points i wanted to say.

Facile tweets

maybe they are more than facile tweets, maybe they are “trying to hard to sound important and wise” tweets, or even “completely erronious, bombastic, grandiose, full of shit” tweets.

like this one.

As soon as you think something is hard, you've already given up.

— James Maverick (@mavtraveler) April 3, 2015

really dude, as soon as you think something is hard, you’ve given up? what about the idea that thinking something is hard but doable mentally prepares you for the challenge — and not just mentally, but helps you plan your time and energy so you have enough of both.

anyway, these sort of tweets piss me off because otherwise, these are guys i follow who have interesting things to say.

ps. maybe yoda was the originator of the facile, bombastic tweets. “do or do not. there is not try.” sure yoda. sure.

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this felt good.

Seducer vs Provider

great tyler video, via yohami.

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notes to go here:

14m30
floor vs wave
very interesting

i feel that that’s how i fucked up with melissa, i went from being the wave seducer (dangerous sexy photographer) to the floor provider (taking her out to dinner), and that’s what killed her attraction for me.

but then again, with emily i was the wave seducer, but i also established EC with her, both times.

doesn’t the R lover also need to establish EC??

god all this shit can get confusing.

“If you’re a PUA, you’re rejecting the natural order of things.”

the zen master speaks:

The name of the game is hypergamy. It’s not natural that a 40 year old is scanning the streets to talk to women and get phones and shit. That life is maybe OK if you’re a student with a lot of free time – and you meet girls that are also students (read, clueless) and have a lot of free time. By the age of 40 you’re supposed to have everything figured out and be peaking in life.

Women can only see you if you’re a winner. Not just in the material side of things but in the persona site of things. Who are you? did you win? do you have what it takes to win? did you win today? will you win tomorrow? is this your top? are you a strong specimen? are you fun and proud?

Doing game and daygame makes you chase pussy – which means you dont have pussy – and then convey value to random women. See. This will work on the subset of women who are broken. Not because “game only works in broken women”, but because non-broken women are filtering out losers and want the winner – the men who figured the shit out and are higher in the social hierarchy. When they meet one of these men (and meeting them is the only thing they care about) then “game” will work plenty. It will work so good it’ll be magical.

In another way of putting it. If you’re a PUA you’re rejecting the natural order of things where a man rises to the top and then hordes of women want into his pants – you reject that model and become feral, circling around the tribe and picking up on weaker, isolated women, women who also don’t conform to the tribe. So ask yourself, why is that woman weaker, isolated, and non conforming?

This is why the most important thing is to work on yourself. Why? the reason you’re not getting free pussy (and free is the only form of it) is because you’re not attractive enough. The reason you’re not attractive enough is you’re not a winner enough. What is a winner? the top role model in every one of the categories you yourself put you into – which comes along with all the testosteroned and dominant behaviors (rank affects behavior).

The name of the game is hypergamy. You climb the ladder with ferocity, not because you’re a servant but because you’re hungry and determined and want things for yourself, and you’re not afraid of violence, and you are a sexual being looking to put your dick in anything that moves, and you have fun while all this is going on: girl melter. Say hi and you get panties back.

So working in yourself is the most important thing and without that in your favor you got nothing.

The social hierarchy and the badassness is so obvious: Justin Bieber doesnt even need to man up, and there are hordes of teenagers dripping wet everywhere he goes.

The same dynamics are happening everywhere, in every corner, in every office, in every room, in every club. You’re either that man or you’re not. And it is your choice. If you dont like your status, then change it.

so yohami doesn’t believe in daygame.

he also doesn’t believe in the concept of sigma, of the lone wolf. he believes all female sexual attraction is directed towards the social pyramid, never outside.

well, maybe the broken girls look outside the social pyramid for sexual adventure, but that’s because they’re broken.

and the best or only way to get the true high quality girls is to get to the top of the social pyramid.

well, i am definitely not doing so great with daygame. maybe it’s time to whore out my photography, and get some SPS (social pyramid status).

Tweet of the week

this week, i win.

If you love her, set her free #bluepill If you love her, tie her up, choke her, make her come so hard she won’t ever want to leave #redpill

— Rivelino (@alpharivelino) April 1, 2015

Regarding the rough sex

good question from houellehauer:

Regarding the sexual assault allegations Riv – I can’t remember reading you mentioning them here (although I missed quite a few posts). Do you think they were avoidable in any way on your part? I’m not in any way blaming you, but I know you are into rough sex, which I always thought was a bit of a risk in today’s insane environment, especially in the context of street pickup casual relationships.
I’m just curious because I’ve never read of any other PUAs even facing such allegations, even though many of them have had far more success.

yeah, i didn’t write about it because i was too nervous. and i do think that the rough sex was a factor. maybe i’m not doing something right. or maybe other guys are also too scared to write about it.

will think about this more.

Day 2 tonight with Stylish Elena

field report goes here, i promise.

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1. i was effusive and also sexual, which is my new recipe. less teasing, more genuine, authentic, loving, kind, with the sexual spikes thrown in to make me dangerous, a sexual threat. that’s my new push pull to keep her off balance.

2. didn’t get the kiss, though. well a light one.

3. i played with her hands. they were soft and small.

4. she giggled a lot.

5. we talked about family, that was the best EC moment. her father has alzheimer’s. sucks.

6. she was sexy and delicate, she had a great feminine energy.

7. she is 37. man that’s old. not exactly younger, hotter, tighter. but she’s a bit like susana, in the sense that she is stylish, feminine, sexy body, bit wrinkly in the face but very kissable and very sexy overall. okay maybe not very sexy, but sexy. i definitely wanted to take her home and fuck her. by candlelight.

8. overall, i think i did very good with the day 2. i tried to tell my “saga”, my creation myth, about how i first studied economics to please my father, to make him proud, but then once i moved to new york i just had to do graphic design and photography. actually i could have said that better. need to focus more on the photography. but overall, i did getting selling my “overcoming adversity” daramatic dream story. every time better.

9. didn’t bounce her. that’s fine. she didn’t have much time because she has to travel tomorrow morning. we just had wine and an asparagus appetizer which was really tasty.

10. so that was my day 2 with stylish elena, the 37 year old fashion executive.

Does Rivelino want to get out of the Game?

RIVELINO’S EPIPHANY

so here is my latest epiphany now that i have turned 40 (i turned 40 on my vacation with my family in mexico). anyway, i decided that i am tired of the single life, and i want to get married again. things are in a lot of flux for me. for the past several years i really wanted to relish being single, to date, to have adventures, to do all the things i couldn’t do when i was in my ten year relationship. so i really tried, and i accomplished some of it. i had sex with girls a lot younger than me, i met some crazy girls, some cool girls, i played the role of being the bad boy, the jerk, the nyc photographer, the artist, i tried a bunch of stuff, with some decent success, but i also had some bad experiences. i had a girl lie to the police and accuse of me sexual assault, which cost me about $1000 in lawyer fees but was thankfully thrown out by the judge, since i had photographic proof that i didn’t do anything wrong. i just had another girl threaten me with also going to the police, just because i didn’t want a relationship with her, and i also had some meaningless sex that left me feeling worse the next day.

so yeah, after five years of being single — and turning 40 obviously has a psychological effect — i am kinda getting tired of all this stuff. long story short, i want to settle down again. and not just get married. spending time with my nephews just now, i really want to have a family, even though it really scares me. kids are so expensive, and they take up so much of your time. i feel that a family would really hamper my artistic dreams, my photographic dreams — but i need to do it. i mean, most people have kids, it seems very healthy, it seems like the right thing to do.

as told to my friend molly