Also I think the touchy.kissy stuff is pretty much all at the prom. The dinerr.outings. hanging out is very low key and friendly and fun. Reminded me of hanging out in college, where there are a lot of folks around whom you like and it's easy to fall into conversation with one or many peeps. Like. you walk out a doorway and there's Jilli! And you can stop and hang out! Or you go to the cafe and there's Allyson and Polgara! And you can sit down and eat and chat! Stuff like that. At the LA F2F, I went to In n Out with Kat and Lori, and who else came along buy Fay! And we got eat and talk, just the four of us--and it was AWESOME.

They are caused by an introverted need to not be surrounded by a lot of people. Sensory overload with all the talking and energy and pretty and shiny and people

Yup. Groping is not the problem for me. I'm not a natural born hugger from the standpoint of, I don't think everyone is dying to have me run right over and hug them as soon as I see them. I don't think to intiate hugs unless it's someone I've known a very long time. I will, however, accept any hug that is intiated on me. I love hugs, I'm just hug-initiate deficiant. A mild grope in good humor is well and good, too. Just, don't grab the back of my neck from behind or I will put you on the floor in a thumb lock faster than you can say "ow."

It's the being around too many people, for too long. I get to where every nerve in my brain is oversensitized and I go straight from, "gee, this is fun, to, MIGRAINE, NOW." So, I try to pace myself. It doesn't always work. Even having Ginger's house to retreat to at the Atlanta F2F didn't help me one day, I still ended up having to take a couple of hours to sleep off a migraine. And that was being with a very small group of people, and not wanting to miss having face time with for even a minute, but the brain just up and said "nope."

I'm pretty darn touchy-feely (I know, don't faint) but I'm also pretty conscious of people's boundaries, so I tend to approach cautiously or wait for others to approach me. Plus, I know a lot of my dear Buffistas have specific boundaries, so I err on the side of assuming restraint.

Teppy, I have no memory of invading your space, but if I did I apologize. Same goes for anyone else's boundaries I crossed unknowingly.

Although Juliana did straddle me.

These things happen.

I'm touchy-feely in that I will hug people, and hold hands and put arms around waists. And talk MM into wearing candy bras. And with people I know and like, my boundaries are pretty low.

Speaking of F2Fs, here are some pictures from last night's outing with Jars and her hubby, starting here.

Although Juliana did straddle me.

These things happen.

Hey! I didn't straddle anyone in Vegas! (Did I?)

They are caused by an introverted need to not be surrounded by a lot of people. Sensory overload with all the talking and energy and pretty and shiny and people

Yup. Groping is not the problem for me. I'm not a natural born hugger from the standpoint of, I don't think everyone is dying to have me run right over and hug them as soon as I see them. I don't think to intiate hugs unless it's someone I've known a very long time. I will, however, accept any hug that is intiated on me. I love hugs, I'm just hug-initiate deficiant. A mild grope in good humor is well and good, too. Just, don't grab the back of my neck from behind or I will put you on the floor in a thumb lock faster than you can say "ow."

It's the being around too many people, for too long. I get to where every nerve in my brain is oversensitized and I go straight from, "gee, this is fun, to, MIGRAINE, NOW."

See, if I knew how to do a Sail Aweigh thumb lock, so many problems would be over before they started.

Anyway -- THIS is what I mean. The being overwhelmed by too many people, and then the overwhelmed feeling leads to (for me) flipping out when someone is being touchy-feely, even when I know that it's totally a friendly gesture.

Teppy, I have no memory of invading your space, but if I did I apologize. Same goes for anyone else's boundaries I crossed unknowingly.

I'm pretty sure you didn't, but thank you. (It was, honestly, about 3 people at Prom, the third of whom was juliana, who had the bad luck to be #3. #1 and #2 kind of overloaded me in a "Hands! Hands in new places!" way, so when juliana did nothing more than hug, or possibly just the put-a-hand-on-someone's-arm-in-passing, I lost it, all out of proportion to what she did. If she had been #1, I would have probably hugged her back, or did the hand-on-the-arm thing in return.)

Really, it was very much a problem that arose from where I was, mentally, at that point in my life. Buffistas aren't creepy indiscriminate gropers, and I *really* apologize if I gave that impression.

Okay. Friday is my day off (office is closed), and I have to go drop off computers at the E-scrap place. Back soon.

Aww, pretty happy beer-drinking people!

(And I don't think I'd ever seen Mr. Jars before.)

so when juliana did nothing more than hug, or possibly just the put-a-hand-on-someone's-arm-in-passing,

Knowing me (and my "I Love You Man" Juice level), it was probably an overly-enthusiastic hug.