by bodiPUA • Uncategorized
Well I obviously haven’t posted in a long time and this one is going to be a great anti-climax. Ok ok I will write a ‘real’ post today or tomorrow and break my posting-fast. In the meantime, I was toying with making my ebook a pdf and accidentally left the project accessible for sale on(…)
by bodiPUA • Sabbatical, Uncategorized
I’m writing this through gritted teeth. I really have no interest at the minute in updating my blog so I’m forcing myself to do it. I’m not saying I’m winding it up, I just mean at present I don’t have much interest, so please excuse me if this filters through into my prose. I’ve(…)
by bodiPUA • inner game, writing
He was the tennis hopeful: the McEnroe/Sampras wunderkind toiling in the background, feted one day to step up to championship success. He was the eccentric, talented kid, toiling the competitive circuit, looking to break into the big time. People took an interest, turning up to the Wimbledon small-courts to watch. They were dilettantes: hoping to(…)
by bodiPUA • Uncategorized
The first review of my book is in. A Mr Pies, pug, from Singapore, sends us his thoughts:
London. Daygame capital of the world. What’s it like? What is it like to live the daygame dream? To walk these hallowed streets.. As I’ve been here for the last few months doing just this I thought I’d give a brief overview of my thoughts on the matter. Infinity The great benefit to doing daygame(…)
by bodiPUA • Sabbatical
Hello chaps. It’s been a long while since we had a ‘sabbatical’ themed post here so I thought it high time to bring everyone up to speed. The keen-eyed amongst you will have noticed that I am no longer in South America and are perhaps wondering why… I made the decision to go to South(…)
by bodiPUA • Uncategorized
Well. Finally… I released my book. I started writing this in January 2014 with a simple remit: describe the phases someone would go through when doing their first thousand sets of daygame. God knows I’d had ups and downs and I thought a book breaking down the phases, the emotions, the weasels and the issues(…)
by bodiPUA • Uncategorized
The old man looked across the spotless, bare aluminium desk at the white coated technician with glasses on. He’d heard about this place in hushed whispers amongst the elite wealthy. A month before, his best friend Gaston, an Austrian billionaire, had disappeared for a few days and returned a changed man: permanently. Whereas he was(…)
by bodiPUA • Uncategorized
[I’m just toying with these concepts at present…. so consider this post a ‘theoretical’ piece] State There’s a trick to PUA Bootcamps. What you do is brutally force a student to approach in ultra-rapid succession, far quicker than they ever could solo. The result is they get “In State”, or I should say “Peak(…)by bodiPUA • Uncategorized
I met her at Picadilly circus. Since the very average street stop and the rendezvous she’s decided to lower her SMV by a full point by butchering her afro hair into corn rows and dye them maroon. Thus, I’m uninspired. However, walking to the cafe I’m delighted to find she’s full of beans: chuntering away(…)
