I've done my fair share of philandering. I've been a wild child. I've also aquired a reputation for being menace to society, in both online and immediate real world societies. Before I go any further, this isn't one of those "I am getting old" threads. I just feel more concentric than eccentric these days. I've found myself in a quandry of being way too picky when it comes to courting a woman. I can't. I expect the next woman that I date to be the woman I will marry. I am going to turn thirty years old in April, and I've found myself feeling more pressured to have a child, and provide my mother with her first grandchild. Even if I have a chance encounter with someone that I find attractive I start judging her at face value or holding whoever it is to unreasonably harsh standards. Is there something wrong with this? Perhaps that is why I've been such a lonely, miserable fuck for 3 years now. Then again who is to say that being like this hasn't spared me from a horrible mistake? Oh the pangs and mindfucks of entering middle age.