The Jdate dudes seem to want to move quickly this time around--which is actually a plus, I think. Why email for ages, get a bit attached, and then meet the guy and realize it's not right or not gonna happen?

Another dude I emailed wrote me back--I'll call him No Smile, because he won't in his pics. Loverville would say to be wary--she's big on teeth. But he's tall, cute, and seems decent. Only problem? He doesn't live in Manhattan. Cutting right to the chase, No Smile asked me, "Hey, let's have a drink in my area." Ummm...no. We've been over this, folks. The girl takes more time to get ready, has hair and makeup to do, and she wears more uncomfortable shoes. Who do you think I expect to travel? Besides that, it's just the gentlemanly thing to do. So instead of writing back, Sure! Let's do it, I wrote--why don't you come to my neck of the woods?

I wasn't sure what No Smile would write back. Was his invitation a test to see if I would come to his parts? I would. Just not on a first date. But to my surprise he was just lovely about coming to my area. So we've got a date set for this weekend. Nothing I'm too invested in, but I think that's the best way to go into it.

Get ready for another Jshrimp on the barbie, folks! Yeah, I don't know what that means either.

--Cute Jewess