Another Sex Blog

Just around, that’s where.

I know, I’ve been absent. Neglectful. Not just in this arena (both the blog and answering emails here), but in all of my online worlds.

Information overload. Plus, I *am* an introvert and despite what those neo-Luddites say, the Web IS interactive and social and sometimes I just need time to be away from it all. (Not the information that’s available online, btw, just the social interactions. Even though I said “information overload.”)

So, if you, dear blog reader, have emailed me in the past month or so, I apologize for not responding.

I experience a certain kind of fatigue reading emails here. I’m sure I’ve read about other women experiencing the same thing — even on more mundane personals sites. Here’s what happens. I log on and see that I have between 10 and 20 emails. I always decide to at least scan them all before replying to any. This may be my mistake, but it’s what I always do anyway.

One or two of them are from people I might be interested in. The rest are from people who clearly either didn’t read my profile or ignored it. Or are from people that offend my senses in some way, in which case, if there is any blame to be placed, it’s on me, not them, btw. The longer I’ve been doing this online “dating” thing, the more I realize how particular I am. Not that I didn’t know that before; I did. It’s just become MORE obvious to me and I’m just accepting it more easily instead of feeling guilty about it. I like what I like and don’t like what I don’t like. Anyway… sorry… tangent over. This one at least.

So, the people who email me who obviously do NOT match who I’m looking for just get me irritated. I think (uh-oh another tangent) part of the reason for that is because I have this innate desire to HELP people find what they need. Hence the librarian career. So, part of me really wants to email them back and explain to them why they are wasting their time emailing me. And if their email or profile really needs some improvement, to give them suggestions. I don’t actually think that any of them want me to do this; it’s just a, thankfully, controllable urge I have. So, I think up in my head what I would tell them. Then I imagine what their horrified reaction and/or response would be. This all happens in a matter of seconds, but it’s still draining.

The ones from people who offend my senses, well… my senses end up being offended! lol.

Both of these experiences make me NOT in the mood to put in the effort deserved to those whom I DO want to respond to. So, I put it off. Thinking that I’ll just respond next time I log in. Of course, when I do, there’s another 10-20 unread emails and it starts all over.

I hope it’s clear that I’m not complaining or whining. This is a problem, mostly, of my own making, but I can’t seem to stop the cycle.

So, if you’ve read this far, I’m repeating what I said earlier. I apologize if I’ve ignored your email. (Let’s just assume that “you” refers to someone whom I wanted to respond to). Sigh. Sorry.