GenCon Notes
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amulQuite surprised and pleased to discover that I spent almost my entire wad by the Friday close of the exhibitor's hall. CoC and indie games, all. I've got a few bucks left, and I'm contemplating this book of Cthulhu Art that's been put out by the Fantasy Flight guys (FF sells the CCG of CoC, and if you don't understand any of those abbreviations, I wouldn't worry about it too much).
Converse to my Origins experience, I'm truly enjoying GenCon, and not really minding the lack of gaming I've been involved in. I've always done less gaming at GenCon, it's usually just a shopping excursion for me.
Last night, while hanging with the pirates, I was harshly reminded of that old SCA axiom, Don't flirt with a girl unless you actually want to get somewhere with her. I keep forgetting the strange draw the pirates have, whereas once I was lost, now I'm found in a world where the pickup line, Is there some kind of cheat code that would get you suckin' my cock right now? is frighteningly effective and efficient.
I don't mind sluts, really, in fact "slut" is an often-used term of endearment by me. Girls coo at me when I whisper it like a sweet nothing in their ear, melt in my arms when I accuse them of being a whore of Babylon (and truthfully, as an ignorant savage, I have no idea why they like that phrase so much). Considering the number of sexually repressed idiots who have fucked up American society, I would prefer to talk to somebody who interrupts his conversation with you for a quick bit of oral gratification, compared to somebody who can't even whisper the phrase "penetrative intercouse" without blushing.
No, what bugs me is when a person espouses one set of beliefs and lives by another. I mean, aside from extremes like I mentioned in my last post (and it seems I'm still riding the wave of that sense of moral relativity), within the confines of consensuality, I really don't give a shit what you believe, so long as you live up to it.
I was discussing this with Group earlier this week. I had mentioned Lacunae Dwelling Bunny, and when someone asked who that was, I reminded them she's that married woman I'm dating. "My god," he replied, "Does her husband know?"
Well, of course he knows! I wouldn't date her if she was the type of person to lie to her husband. Which is perfectly true. I don't believe it's wrong, and so I do not treat it as though it were, and you'd be surprised at just how sensible that can make a thing seem. If you don't treat it like a crime, then it rarely feels like one.
If she were to lie about it to her husband, then we would need to be secretive about our time together. Maybe we'd only be able to fuck at cons, or something. All her friends would have to remember not to discuss it in front of her husband, and there would be this constantly accumulating list of stories that she and her friends would have to remember not to say in front of that one person, but we could discuss it anytime else.
I used to lie a lot, I used to lie for sport. I used to lie just to see how big a lie I could tell and people would still swallow it. I'm done with being that kind of person now, and I'm done with dealing with those kinds of peoples. I'm done with dealing with the kind of jerk-off who would vandalize somebody's car for a lark or go out to the bars looking for a fight. Every time I even think about telling a fib, I remember the look in Roo's eye when she told me, "I just can't trust you anymore," and I will never let things get like that again.
The biggest social problem I've had in the last year? I'm too honest, too open about my feelings. I make people uncomfortable by talking about how I feel and what I think to a degree that they feel impinges on their sense of discretion.
You know what? Fuck you on that score, it is a helluva lot better than the other extreme, and I'm working on finding the middle ground.
So, to sum up: having a good time at GenCon.
Converse to my Origins experience, I'm truly enjoying GenCon, and not really minding the lack of gaming I've been involved in. I've always done less gaming at GenCon, it's usually just a shopping excursion for me.
Last night, while hanging with the pirates, I was harshly reminded of that old SCA axiom, Don't flirt with a girl unless you actually want to get somewhere with her. I keep forgetting the strange draw the pirates have, whereas once I was lost, now I'm found in a world where the pickup line, Is there some kind of cheat code that would get you suckin' my cock right now? is frighteningly effective and efficient.
I don't mind sluts, really, in fact "slut" is an often-used term of endearment by me. Girls coo at me when I whisper it like a sweet nothing in their ear, melt in my arms when I accuse them of being a whore of Babylon (and truthfully, as an ignorant savage, I have no idea why they like that phrase so much). Considering the number of sexually repressed idiots who have fucked up American society, I would prefer to talk to somebody who interrupts his conversation with you for a quick bit of oral gratification, compared to somebody who can't even whisper the phrase "penetrative intercouse" without blushing.
No, what bugs me is when a person espouses one set of beliefs and lives by another. I mean, aside from extremes like I mentioned in my last post (and it seems I'm still riding the wave of that sense of moral relativity), within the confines of consensuality, I really don't give a shit what you believe, so long as you live up to it.
I was discussing this with Group earlier this week. I had mentioned Lacunae Dwelling Bunny, and when someone asked who that was, I reminded them she's that married woman I'm dating. "My god," he replied, "Does her husband know?"
Well, of course he knows! I wouldn't date her if she was the type of person to lie to her husband. Which is perfectly true. I don't believe it's wrong, and so I do not treat it as though it were, and you'd be surprised at just how sensible that can make a thing seem. If you don't treat it like a crime, then it rarely feels like one.
If she were to lie about it to her husband, then we would need to be secretive about our time together. Maybe we'd only be able to fuck at cons, or something. All her friends would have to remember not to discuss it in front of her husband, and there would be this constantly accumulating list of stories that she and her friends would have to remember not to say in front of that one person, but we could discuss it anytime else.
I used to lie a lot, I used to lie for sport. I used to lie just to see how big a lie I could tell and people would still swallow it. I'm done with being that kind of person now, and I'm done with dealing with those kinds of peoples. I'm done with dealing with the kind of jerk-off who would vandalize somebody's car for a lark or go out to the bars looking for a fight. Every time I even think about telling a fib, I remember the look in Roo's eye when she told me, "I just can't trust you anymore," and I will never let things get like that again.
The biggest social problem I've had in the last year? I'm too honest, too open about my feelings. I make people uncomfortable by talking about how I feel and what I think to a degree that they feel impinges on their sense of discretion.
You know what? Fuck you on that score, it is a helluva lot better than the other extreme, and I'm working on finding the middle ground.
So, to sum up: having a good time at GenCon.
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Date: 14 Aug 2006 16:53 (UTC)I actually don't agree with this at all. I think that flirting is a great way to get to know someone and it's a fun and very innocent ego boost, sometimes for both (the flirtee for getting some attention, and the flirter if the flirting is recripocated). I love to play "The Game"!
There is a point where harmless flirting crosses the boundries into wanting or working towards something more. That point however comes after the harmless, getting to know you flirting. You have to find out whether your flirtee is looking for more or not. I realize however that there are those who don't give as clear signals as I do. Who don't share vital information (having a significat other, etc).
I keep forgetting the strange draw the pirates have, whereas once I was lost, now I'm found in a world where the pickup line, Is there some kind of cheat code that would get you suckin' my cock right now? is frighteningly effective and efficient.
As much of a draw as the pirates have, that sort of flirting is way outside my boundries. While it is honest, if someone were to give me that pick up line, my time with them would be over.
Not sure this comment came out exactly as I meant to explain it. ::sigh:: Anyways...since I see in your other comments you will be in Atlanta for DCon, here's hoping to at least catch a glimpse of you and say hello and give hugs. I'll be there all day Saturday and Saturday night. I'll be dressed as Harley Quinn.
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Date: 14 Aug 2006 19:38 (UTC)You'll get no argument from me here. Rather, I was saying that when I'm drinking with the pirates, I tend to make lude suggestions and lacivious comments to a person simply because I think they'll consent to them, not nessecarily because I want them to.
You'll also remember that I kept my flirting with you well below (above?) that sort of crudeness. There's a reason for that.
Basically, I meant by this section of my post that when I'm drinking with those guys, I often lose sight of the fact that I've tried casual sex and disliked it. But it was hardly the main thrust of my post.