UPDATE: Caveman

So, I could have saved this for the regular end of the month/beginning of the new month update section but I just couldn't wait. Caveman sent me an email a couple days after we went out last Sunday. I had been thinking about whether or not I'd want to see him again and was leaning towards no, but was of course mildly happy when I saw his email in my inbox. I opened it, read along, and then laughed out loud. He told me that he had a great time hanging out with me, but that he'd just recently started seeing someone "semi-seriously" and wondered whether we could still communicate via email because our conversation was really great. What??? Is he kidding?? So many thoughts, need to bullet point.

1. The audacity of this move is shocking to me. I mean, the sheer nerve ... I WILL NOT BE SOMEONE'S 'JUST IN CASE'. And he should not expect that I would!!
2. Why would we continue to email? Are we twelve and not allowed to date yet, making electronic communication the only option for our throbbing, overflowing lusty little hearts? Uh, last I checked I was thirty something, totally allowed to date (obviously, right!!) and do not want an email relationship with anyone. I want a real, in-the-flesh ADULT relationship.
3. Ok, ok ... can you imagine any woman doing this? Like, "Hey Bob, so I'm dating Steve semi-seriously (i.e. we're eating meals together regularly, know a modest amount about each other, and I've let him touch my boobies) but I'm not really sure it's gonna work out, ya know, so could I like, keep you in the batting order, sort of as a pinch hitter, just in case Bob becomes a psycho or ditches me or finds out that I'm a psycho and he should ditch me? Yes? Really? Great, thanks I really appreciate your team player attitude!" Ok, a woman probably wouldn't use a sports metaphor either but you get my point.

Right? A woman would never do this because we know that it's at the very least idiotic and at the most, completely insulting and sad. Does Caveman really think that I'd write him back and say yes? I dated a real headcase (with a coke problem) for almost a year about three years ago and looking back, I would characterize the relationship thus: I let him do whatever he wanted and I begged and scratched for his attention because I didn't realize I was worth more. We've all done this. Hell, I still did this to some degree with The Gentleman recently. But I'll be damned if I'm gonna respond to this ridiculousness.

So I didn't ... and I feel good about that.

Next on the calendar: YIPPPEEEEE!!!! tomorrow night ... stay tuned.