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Apr. 6th, 2002
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Apr. 6th, 2002 09:07 amLast night I went to the first meeting of the "Pleasure Activism and Polyamory Reading and Discussion Group" with Pam and her other friend Sandy who had seen a flyer and mentioned it to her. None of us really knew what it was. We got to Subterranean Books and sat down. Gradually a number of people filtered in, many of whom I recognized from the Pagan Picnic or other places. I think everybody there knew at least one other person until the last two filtered in and were strangers to everyone.
The facilitator showed up a bit after the scheduled time and had us each introduce ourselves with something about our experiences or knowledge of polyamory and pleasure activism. The latter was a new term to nearly everyone so we spoke about what it might mean, or what the words connoted in combination. After he then talked about the term and his ideas for what the group would be: literally a reading group, choosing chapters from books such as The Ethical Slut and Love Without Limits or authors such as Pat Califia and Carol Queen, and discussing them each week. I was amused to find I own a large number of the books on his suggested reading list already.
After assigning each person a book to choose a reading from (Mine was The Erotic Silence of the American Wife because I was the only one there who already owned it) the meeting ended.
A large group of us then went to Saleem's ("Where Garlic is King") for a late dinner afterwards and the last of us didn't leave until midnight, having had one of those lovely wide-ranging conversations that I really enjoy. This one was a little bit fraught for me, because too many of the people were near- or total strangers to me, but it was still enjoyable.
I woke up this morning with the aftertaste of garlic in my mouth. I'd forgotten about that particular aftereffect, since the last time I ate at Saleem's was six years ago.
Unfortunately on further consideration, I think the schedule of the reading group meetings is going to conflict with a number of things I already have planned, and then my Fridays with Rosa. I will probably end up a casual attender rather than a core group member.
Now to go outside and rake up last year's remaining leaves that Ray didn't do when he lived here, and then a matinee movie with the lovely Jen.
One other interesting point. The last two days in a row I've woken up early and refreshed. This is good, maybe my low-grade depression of the last few weeks is ending.
The facilitator showed up a bit after the scheduled time and had us each introduce ourselves with something about our experiences or knowledge of polyamory and pleasure activism. The latter was a new term to nearly everyone so we spoke about what it might mean, or what the words connoted in combination. After he then talked about the term and his ideas for what the group would be: literally a reading group, choosing chapters from books such as The Ethical Slut and Love Without Limits or authors such as Pat Califia and Carol Queen, and discussing them each week. I was amused to find I own a large number of the books on his suggested reading list already.
After assigning each person a book to choose a reading from (Mine was The Erotic Silence of the American Wife because I was the only one there who already owned it) the meeting ended.
A large group of us then went to Saleem's ("Where Garlic is King") for a late dinner afterwards and the last of us didn't leave until midnight, having had one of those lovely wide-ranging conversations that I really enjoy. This one was a little bit fraught for me, because too many of the people were near- or total strangers to me, but it was still enjoyable.
I woke up this morning with the aftertaste of garlic in my mouth. I'd forgotten about that particular aftereffect, since the last time I ate at Saleem's was six years ago.
Unfortunately on further consideration, I think the schedule of the reading group meetings is going to conflict with a number of things I already have planned, and then my Fridays with Rosa. I will probably end up a casual attender rather than a core group member.
Now to go outside and rake up last year's remaining leaves that Ray didn't do when he lived here, and then a matinee movie with the lovely Jen.
One other interesting point. The last two days in a row I've woken up early and refreshed. This is good, maybe my low-grade depression of the last few weeks is ending.
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Apr. 6th, 2002 04:19 pmI just saw Kissing Jessica Stein with Jen. It was cute and sweet and funny. We really enjoyed it. And we had another of our wonderful laughter-filled conversations about nothing in particular, in which she also managed to give me lots of compliments and tell me why I'm special to her. That always makes me happy and cheerful.