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On Wisconsin! (part 2)
Oct. 8th, 2003 09:12 amMore about Bears in the Woods 2003...
How does a cuddle pile get started? Let me tell you. As everyone gets into the post-dinner coma, people look for places to drop. Most of the major players, including Chad (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
glbear99) and his hubby Rob - who I hadn't really met at that point. John (blithwulf) got a smidge of anxiety with the number of people around him, and wanted to retreat to his room instead of hanging out in the living room with the others, and I, wanting to spend time with John and being a good friend, decided to go with him back to his room, where we discussed religion for a while, as we went along, here comes Don (hylandr), Erik randomcub), Dennis (denminn), Stephen (dakoopst) and of course, Roger (aadroma). After a bit, we pulled the two twin beds together (but not securely, as they constantly slid around, making people fall into the crack).
The clothes stayed on, but it was a nice way to get to know people early on. Of course we started to find out who was ticklish, as well. Others popped in from time to time to see what was going on, but they were watching something in the other room. It took a while for the whole thing to break up, and already people had worked their way to bed. I fell asleep for a bit, and Roger was trying to draw me, and was disappointed to find out that I move a lot during sleep. I awoke once when he was complaining that he couldn't draw me, and I replied "Just draw me with a big dick and I'll be happy." i think this angered him even more!
I went over to my room to find that Joe (joezer), Jim (jrjarrett) and Dave (drmrdave) had already turned out the lights and gone to bed. I couldn't see a thing, so I knew I couldn't grab my CPAP (which i should have set up earlier) and find my bedspace, so I went back to John and Roger's room. It probably was a bad idea, because all I did was twist and turn all night making me groggy for the next day.
When I got up - somewhere around noon, Nick (uberdaddybear) was already preparing lunch for everyone. I ran into the shower, We kept joking and talking around, as we were all still getting to know each other. There were already some things developing as you could tell Eric (ericdabear) and Lee tironsshadow) were becoming fast friends. Chris (cpj) had come in with his cowboy hat and his tight jeans - mmm, yummy.
That afternoon I decided to run down to the lake and I called Chris (oakleycub). He was feeling a little down, and I was too, not having him there with me, Despite the cuddle pile, I still felt a little unsure of myself, and what I wanted out of the weekend. I kicked on the iPod and stayed out looking at the overcast sky and the lake. The cool temperatures made the air crisp, and I huddled with my jacket on the dock for a while. I got some reassurance with the song "Extraordinary" by Liz Phair. (find the lyrics yourself).
So after the little self-assurance bit, I came back and had dinner. I felt much more comfortable about going up to someone and giving them a hug or a kiss - or just a little pawing. Somewhere along the line I figured out that this really was a safe and open place and I could jump out of my shell for a bit and enjoy being a little more physical with the others. Others were just as free with the hugs. others were complementary to me. I'll admit, I was the most overweight person there, and I felt bad about it, but people didn't realize how reassuring they were being when they matched my hugs and kisses. The more I received the more I felt free to give. It's nice being in that environment, and I guess that's why I'm missing it so much right now.
We played this crazy game called Munchkin which is a strange D&D spoof card game, and we headed to bed. Somewhere along the way - I don't remember when, I talked to Joe about his family. Perhaps it's the pop psychologist in me, but I think I was able to ease his mind a bit for the remainder of the weekend by helping get that out early on.
Strangely, that little faux psychologist trait that I have (many would just call it being a good listener) seemed to be the theme for me for much of the weekend. -To be continued...
How does a cuddle pile get started? Let me tell you. As everyone gets into the post-dinner coma, people look for places to drop. Most of the major players, including Chad (
glbear99) and his hubby Rob - who I hadn't really met at that point. John (blithwulf) got a smidge of anxiety with the number of people around him, and wanted to retreat to his room instead of hanging out in the living room with the others, and I, wanting to spend time with John and being a good friend, decided to go with him back to his room, where we discussed religion for a while, as we went along, here comes Don (hylandr), Erik randomcub), Dennis (denminn), Stephen (dakoopst) and of course, Roger (aadroma). After a bit, we pulled the two twin beds together (but not securely, as they constantly slid around, making people fall into the crack). The clothes stayed on, but it was a nice way to get to know people early on. Of course we started to find out who was ticklish, as well. Others popped in from time to time to see what was going on, but they were watching something in the other room. It took a while for the whole thing to break up, and already people had worked their way to bed. I fell asleep for a bit, and Roger was trying to draw me, and was disappointed to find out that I move a lot during sleep. I awoke once when he was complaining that he couldn't draw me, and I replied "Just draw me with a big dick and I'll be happy." i think this angered him even more!
I went over to my room to find that Joe (
joezer), Jim (jrjarrett) and Dave (drmrdave) had already turned out the lights and gone to bed. I couldn't see a thing, so I knew I couldn't grab my CPAP (which i should have set up earlier) and find my bedspace, so I went back to John and Roger's room. It probably was a bad idea, because all I did was twist and turn all night making me groggy for the next day.When I got up - somewhere around noon, Nick (
uberdaddybear) was already preparing lunch for everyone. I ran into the shower, We kept joking and talking around, as we were all still getting to know each other. There were already some things developing as you could tell Eric (ericdabear) and Lee tironsshadow) were becoming fast friends. Chris (cpj) had come in with his cowboy hat and his tight jeans - mmm, yummy.That afternoon I decided to run down to the lake and I called Chris (
oakleycub). He was feeling a little down, and I was too, not having him there with me, Despite the cuddle pile, I still felt a little unsure of myself, and what I wanted out of the weekend. I kicked on the iPod and stayed out looking at the overcast sky and the lake. The cool temperatures made the air crisp, and I huddled with my jacket on the dock for a while. I got some reassurance with the song "Extraordinary" by Liz Phair. (find the lyrics yourself).So after the little self-assurance bit, I came back and had dinner. I felt much more comfortable about going up to someone and giving them a hug or a kiss - or just a little pawing. Somewhere along the line I figured out that this really was a safe and open place and I could jump out of my shell for a bit and enjoy being a little more physical with the others. Others were just as free with the hugs. others were complementary to me. I'll admit, I was the most overweight person there, and I felt bad about it, but people didn't realize how reassuring they were being when they matched my hugs and kisses. The more I received the more I felt free to give. It's nice being in that environment, and I guess that's why I'm missing it so much right now.
We played this crazy game called Munchkin which is a strange D&D spoof card game, and we headed to bed. Somewhere along the way - I don't remember when, I talked to Joe about his family. Perhaps it's the pop psychologist in me, but I think I was able to ease his mind a bit for the remainder of the weekend by helping get that out early on.
Strangely, that little faux psychologist trait that I have (many would just call it being a good listener) seemed to be the theme for me for much of the weekend. -To be continued...
