I had been enjoying Jakarta. I had a great apartment on the 37th floor that over looked the city and cost me about US$30 a night. I was a 10-minute walk from Plaza Indonesia and Grand Indonesia shopping centres and I was a HB9 for the first time in my life. It took me a while for it to sink in, but on Tinder I could get dates with high 7’s and 8’s aged between 20-25 most days of the week. Once I realised this I started to filter harder and only keep in conversations with the high 7’s or up. I … [Read more...]

I’ve been in Jakarta and Jogjakarta a couple weeks. Daygame is not efficient in Jakarta. The demand for average looking 40+ white guys by hot 20 to 25-year-old Indonesian girls is so high I can get a date everyday from just a few swipes on Tinder. The average quality of Indonesian girls, I have to say, is low, but with the market dynamics as they are, I can get dates with the top 1% from Tinder. If I walk the shopping malls I am lucky to find a girl of this quality every hour, then she has to … [Read more...]

I have been back in Australia a month now from Eastern Europe. I head to Bangkok next week so with a bit of luck Micky with have some more debaucherous stories for you dirty fuckers that read this blog. I have enjoyed my month off and have taken time to consider the secret of life. It’s not happiness, although that’s part of it. It’s contentedness. The irony is you need to be discontented to experience contentment. Ying and Yang. I have come to learn that the human body, through it’s evolution, … [Read more...]

It’s about 7.30pm on a cold winters night (cold for Queensland) and I I sit down with the kids to watch Edward Scissorhands. As the movie starts we all get settled in our seats and I take a couple hits of an Indica dominant strain from my portable vape. I kick back and enjoy the show. Ten minutes later I take another couple puffs and now I’m in Edward Burton land. I didn’t know what a good movie this was, or maybe I’m just really stoned. Anyway Edward starts himself a business cutting the hair … [Read more...]

I wake up It’s 5am Brisbane time. Fuck, maybe I shouldn’t have taken LSD, MDMA and 2CB the day before having to catch an international flight. My bags are packed, passport, credit card, check. We are on schedule. Uber to the airport, check in, security, I’m on the plane, we made it. Warsaw airport 32 hours later. I feel pretty good. With the help of 30mg of Valium I slept for 12 hours of the 14-hour flight from Singapore to London. I hop in a taxi and give him the directions to my airbnb. … [Read more...]

Sitting in Nero on Chmielna in Warsaw doing some writing I lock my eyes with a tall slim brunette, they are piercing, bright blue and she holds contact with me for a second longer than polite. I watch her long slim bare legs in white shorts walk over and sit on her own in the corner by the window. I go back to my work. A few minutes later I look over and she is still there, no one else has joined her yet. I’m ready to call an end to my work session so pack up and head over to her. “Hello, do you … [Read more...]

She looked about 15, but I could have been wrong. I hoped I was wrong. She had that aimless walk that a street predator loves, shoulder length brown hair, not much over five foot, petite little body. I wasn’t game for a direct opener on a 15-year-old, but I couldn’t let such an opportunity pass me. “Excuse me. Do you speak English?” “Yes.” She said with a smile like I had woken her from a dream. “Good. I have just arrived in Prague and I’m looking for Palladium shopping mall.” “Oh, it’s … [Read more...]

I decide to get out of Warsaw for a couple days and catch the train to Sopot. I ping all my Warsaw leads while I’m on the train hoping to get some bites and set up a date when I return. I get 6 replies and have a bit of back and forth over the weekend. Coming home on Saturday I ping them all with a date request trying to work out my dating schedule for the following week before I go to Prague for a week on Friday. I’m going to be a busy boy I think. Not a single one of them replies. I’m more … [Read more...]

I was walking the streets of Warsaw and repeating my mantra to keep me motivated. “The city is full of yes girls just waiting for me to approach. “I see a small mousy blond haired girl with glasses, she didn’t give me an IOI, but everything about her must have said available because I was after her on instinct without thinking about it. “Hi there. I hope you speak English.” She smiles warmly at me and says she has to go to the café and work on her laptop and motions for me to join … [Read more...]

“You will most likely meet a lot of Ukranian girls here.” Said Rob, my new daygame friend, as we sat at Café Nero overlooking Chmielna St in Warsaw. “They are often a bit hotter than the Polish girls and can tend to be a bit lonely, the Poles don’t accept outsiders so well and the Ukrainian girls that come for school and work don’t have many friends here.” “That is very nice of you to help them out like that.” I say. “Yeah, that’s the sort of guy I am, I like to be helpful.” “So I heard … [Read more...]