O-blog-atory Dating

Whitney:
With cumulative dating site numbers from 2.5 weeks amounting to over 2,000 profile views, 200 winks, and around 80 emails, I'm feeling overwhelmed. Today's camelback-breaking straw, though, was this morning's batch of monologous (not monogamous-- we're not there yet) emails.

For example, a few posts back I mentioned this guy:
"awww you are so adorable. what's a cute girl like you doing on a site like this??"

And I had responded as follows: "Hi [Boy Name].Thanks for the compliments. I guess I'm on here for the same reasons you are, right? How's Jersey treating you?"

Then he asked about my weekend. I responded in one sentence that I'd been in Philly for my cousin's wedding. That was the last time I wrote to him.

Since then he's sent 4 emails, with today's being a virtual essay on his trip to Vegas (he mentioned that he'd be "living the good life for 3 nights and 4 days"), in which he expounded on how this was his third plane trip EVER (!!!) and that he was "really nervous" (Oops--I'm not a fan of fearful people). It was riddled with excruciatingly mundane information. And it's left me wondering what I did to deserve the soliloquy? I thought that ignoring people is a good way to cease communicating. Maybe there's a lesson here. And now I'm remembering that I think he said he lived with his parents. Uh-oh.

Robert, love, you nailed it when you posed the question of profile duration and propriety. A conversation I had last night helped me realize that online dating is great for people who suffer from shyness, or who otherwise function with barriers against spontaneous/serendipitous human interaction. I do not cultivate such anti-serendipity barriers, but I'm paying cyberland to create them for me. How strange to prefer a controlled environment for finding a cuddle partner. How can ignoring an email, due to offensive or boring content, be the equivalent of a hurled glass of wine in the face as retaliation for an unsolicited ass grabbing? It just doesn't have the same sting.

In spite of this, I have a date tonight. I'm going to drink wine with a total stranger, and if he grabs my ass, I'll probably thank him. Right before he gets a facefull of vino.