Mena Suvari blows me... out

Joker and I go to check out Pickup Mansion #2 and meet the new guys. On the way back to Pickup Mansion #1, we stop at Whole Foods to get some yummies. It used to feel awkward to me to approach in Whole Foods, now it is just what I do

23. Cute Blond is buying nuts. Horse Girl. She thinks the horse girl is creepy. Hug. There is something awkward about this girl, like she is really shy and almost afraid to talk to people. Brad Pitt. She is looking anywhere but at me, and I leave (C<5)

24. Danish girl checking out the salad bar. Horse Girl. Hug. She is with a bunch of other Danish people, and flutters away to them (C<5)


I take a nap, and then get a text from Brad P telling us to meet them out at dinner. We walk into the restaurant, and I see a cute girl waiting for some takeout, but just walk past to meet our friends at a table nearby. Jake P tells me, dude, that is Mena Suvari... Really? And 3 seconds later I was opening her...

25. Mena Suvari is sitting by herself, with her arms crossed waiting for a take out order. She looks really hot. Do you like horses? She does... But she isn't the weird horse girl. I ask if she will forgive me? She again says she isn't the weird horse girl, but she is smiling and enjoying it. At this point, one of the wait staff comes over and says "Your order is ready" and I basically get left out of the conversation at that point... but Mena does say ok, it wasn't me... as she walks away (B) A year ago I never would have opened her. Now, once I knew it was her I was opening her in 3 seconds

After dinner, we roll out to Cahuenga
26. Seated two set at the bar. Oprah. Won't sleep with her. It turns out the girl I'm talking to is the owner. Brad Pitt. Smart tests... I'm married. Oh, that's cute, you think I'm into you. I'm just being social (In hindsight, I should have said I put her in my friend zone.) I leave (C>5)

27. Walking two set in a bar. Stop. Horse Girl. It isn't her. She hugs me. Brad Pitt. Shedding Cat. Joker is winging on her friend, and getting much better attraction. My girl wants to leave to the bar, but she won't leave her friend. I tease her for not being able to function on her own. I'm getting no compliance from her whatsoever, as she keeps saying "I want to go to the bar." (C<5)

28. There is a seated blond at the bar. Horse Girl. Hug. Brad Pitt. She is a tourist from Switzerland and her English is a little off. Shedding Cat... she doesn't know what a lint roller is at first, but she makes a rolling gesture. She pinky promises. Smart/Hot/Rich... her best quality is she is really nice. I tell her that maybe her best quality is that she will travel on her own. Logistics... traveling alone, staying at a nearby hostel. I read her finger lengths, and talk about palm reading. At this point, a guy comes in and asks if she is OK. I compliment him on his jacket, and Joker and Mr. S pull him away with chit chat. 8 girlfriends. She agrees to be girlfriend #6, but admits that she is into the guy that my wings are occupying. She won't give her #. I leave (C>5) I didn't get very physical

29. The guy from set #28 was from England, and Mr. S and I are walking down the street singing in English accents. I see a 3 set at a traffic light waiting to cross. Horse Girl. Hug. Her friend asks me not to touch her friend. I tell her to not be rude, and we start to be a little catty with each other. For some reason, I kind of felt like being a dick, so I was. Look, I was just talking with my friend from elementary school, and you're acting like it is all weird to be social. No, I just don't want you touching my drunk friend... etc, etc... I should have asked her to be my bodyguard (C<5)


In the parking lot of another bar, a girl I met a month ago who won't return texts or answer her phone comes up to me and stands directly before me with a smile on her face. Do I know you, I ask? Its blah blah blah. Oh, hey. Hug. She walks back over to the guy she is with. I text her today asking how many clubs she has been following me to


30. 2 girls standing in a parking lot, waiting for a friend. Horse Girl. Hug. She says it was nice meeting you, in that way that means go away. I say yeah, you too. Name? Brad Pitt. Oprah... they aren't wanting to play so much, but won't sleep with Oprah for 10 million dollars. Definitely not for a ham sandwich. Now she says, well maybe we'll see you around sometime. Yeah, maybe, if you are lucky. I keep plowing, but then their friend comes out of the club and they take off like rockets. (C>5)


I wasn't getting great attraction tonight, and I noticed my posture was a bit slouchy. But I refused to leave sets a few times and just plowed. Props for that. And of course, I talked to Mena Suvari. Damn.

B - 1
C<5 - 4
C>5 - 3