Again with the insecure men. No, carol, I don't stalk anybody, at least not here. You're overlooking the other alternate explanation: I ensure that you come to me. I'm hopelessly charming to women and competitive men virtually fall all over themselves trying to get at me.<quoted text>
Only an insecure man would do what you're doing.
Do you stalk this thread just waiting for me to come back on?
I scoured pages and pages for days and you weren't anywhere to be found.
The day after I tested the waters again, you were back.
That's kind of creepy.
You must not be very good at scouring either because I think I mentioned I'd be going to St Barts last week and, surprisingly, I didn't carry you there with me. Your test run apparently coincided with my return flight, as sinister as that might seem in the paranoid world of Florida Jewry.
So, what'll we talk about now? Insecure men or paranoid women?