I happen to be a Glenn Miller fan, Guin. Howzabout I drop you an email sometime? 
I’m just tired of the single drama. The last two men I was involved with happen to work together, recently compaired notes and now one of them isn’t talking to me, and told the other one something which he won’t tell me because he’s afraid “it will do no good and just hurt your feelings.” Which, of course, makes me insane to find out what the bastard said. BAH. Then I got hit on while at Karaoke at my local gay bar, by a man. Who the hell gets hit on hetrosexually at a gay bar? Unfortunately, this same guy apparently attempted to sleep with a friend of mine, and said friend told me he was a “man-whore.” I’m tired of the drama. Right now settling in with my cats, some nice music and the great biography of Ayn Rand I’m reading is my idea of a good night. Maybe even a crossword puzzle. This coming from a girl who, until recently, wouldn’t be caught dead in her apartment sober on a Friday night.
Men have soured me.
Thanks flyboy88 I feel much better now. I am on nightshift and I couldn’t sleep today thinking I had offended anyone! 
As for finding someone erm don’t think so I have been single for 3 years after being dumped on from a great height by my ex-fiance. Made decision to be single as life is sooooo much simpler and I guess I love my life they way it is. My friends (all of which are married/engaged/living with boyfriends) say I am far to set in my ways and definitely far to independent for my own good but I like it like that. I just wish they would give up on the whole “X/Y/Z has a really nice friend you would like…” thing.
Go for it!
Me! It’s happened twice, actually. One time the pickup line was “Are you lesbian, bi, or straight?” and the other time the conversation went like this:
Him: “Why are you sitting alone at a table with a broken ashtray?”
Me (moves ashtray to next table): “There. Now I’m not.”
Him: “Oh.” (Long pause.) “Well, do you do crack?”
Me: “Uh, no. Sorry.”
He kind of lost interest at that point.
I don’t get hit on much any more, but since those were two of my less surreal experiences, maybe it’s just as well.
I must be really desperate, because I didn’t think most of the guys on match.com looked all that bad. I’m not interested in answering a personal ad though. I doubt guys I meet on the internet are likely to be any better than the losers who chase me around now.
I didn’t see any photos - it was the descriptions that got me.
Oh…apparently you have to select the photo option :wally
If you weren’t into the kids thing,**Superdude[b/], I’d ask you how do you like older women. Unlike Eve, I’m 45, divorced and more than ready to consider marrying again. Miss the married state a lot…even though my personal experience was a bit rocky. But at least now I know what to watch out for and how to avoid it. Try the salon.com personals…that’s where I met the guy I’ve been going out with the past few months.
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Maybe we should all move to a commune and be mass married?
ARGH!!!
I’m 34, single, no kids and never married. I’m physically fit, university educated, well travelled. And I haven’t had a girlfriend in many years. 
I REALLY need to work on my social skills to meet women because I’m sick of being alone. Being single hasn’t prevented me from doing things (like, say, going to a movie, etc.) but I’m tired of being lonely.
Global Citizen
Heck, I’m game! We could call ourselves The Polyamory Dopers Society. In any case, add me to the list of Dopers who’s tired of the whole single bit. (Male, 33 1/3rd, no kids, no pets [don’t object to 'em, just ain’t got 'em], old car nut who likes weird and off beat movies).
Global & Tuckerfan - you are amongst friends here on the lonely thread.
Now this mass marriage thing…
Would that make the honeymoon an orgy?
When I lived in Spain, the most valuable thing I learned was: never drink peach Schnapps before getting on a roller coaster. I shan’t elaborate.
Mega-kudos to Cranky for giving me the endorsement; she will most definetly earn a Schnapps bottle next time I’m visting her chateau. Hey, maybe we can make her the high priestess of this mass marriage you’re all plotting… 
We could get married at the Dopefest in Vegas!
By an Elvis impersonator!
I did, last night. But did I get anywhere near a chance with any women? NO! (I’m a lesbian, in case it’s not clear). I’d gone there with several friends of mine, a few couples, a few singles. By the end of the evening I was the ONLY single left. There were two women that I had very good reason to think liked me, but did I get off with either of them? No, they got off with each other! (Straight people, you are at least spared this situation). I know it’s not a problem with my looks, sense of humour, or anything easily identifiable, so I’m baffled.
Last night I decided to just give up. Fuck this dating lark. I’m joining a monastery. (Yes, I’m female, but there’d be too much temptation in a nunnery).