As Scrappy notes, the best part of F2F is just being able to walk into rooms (or out of them) and seeing people you like.
At the SF2F, Scola and I took off for lunch, ran into Cass on the street, collected her, said hi to TomW who was heading to his work conference and like that.
Though I'm always put out when people ditch Prom, I do know enough about my Buffistas to plan ahead and arrange private outings with the more introverted. Which is why I took Fay to get her hair cut, and we had a long talk over lunch about street theater, and went pub hopping with Nora, and I dragged brenda to the Zam Zam and had a brunch with Teppy and trimmed Amy's hair on my back porch (which turned out to be a group event as a lot of folks just wandered over to our house that Sunday, which was nice and low key).
signed,
Extrovert Outlier
I didn't straddle anyone in Vegas! (Did I?)
I thought what happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas.
This seems as a good a time as any to link to my epic post about the SF2F. Ah, memories.
I thought what happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas.
a) Have you been reading my journal the past few days??
b) That's only because we killed copious amounts of brain cells with giant, rum-filled, smoking drinks called Warp Core Breach and Borgsphere.
giant, rum-filled, smoking drinks called Warp Core Breach and Borgsphere.
Just looking at pictures of those made me feel tipsy. Dang!
I never drink shit that's on fire. Good things do not happen (and yes, I understand that it was not technically
en fuego
, but shit that's smoking is close enough.
Warp Core Breach
So very yummy.
And not on fire - kept cold with dry ice.
I thought what happened in Vegas stayed in Vegas.
pfft we're telling the whole internet!
The Warp Core Breach and the Blogshpere did not make me drunk. I think I did not have as much of them as i thought I did. The many rum & gingerales the night before are another story.
And now someone is going to tell me I could just say *that,* but -- you try it. It's a mouthful. And LONG, especially at a high-energy gathering like Prom, where, when someone comes up behind you and you don't see them (because of the "coming up behind" thing) and they start rubbing your shoulders, you whip around and then start reciting that long-ass paragraph about boundaries.
Eh, I expect that honestly, you probably wouldn't have been able to fully and completely articulate it until after it all happened. I mean, you were having these epiphanies and realizations about your needs, yes, but was the SF F2F the first time you'd ever really been in a big group of familiar people where you would run into the problem of the *huge* shift in your personal space needs from the last time you'd seen them?
