I've already come to terms with the fact that I don't have an other half. All by myself, I'm a complete idiot, no parts are missing. If anyone is foolish enough to come along for a ride, their idiocy will be deemed compatible, but I'm hard-pressed to believe anyone out there is that stupid.
(And for the record, as you are wont to assume otherwise, I assure you that my tongue is firmly lodged in cheek. A little bit of self-disparaging humor is warranted, particularly if I want to offset that dreadful blush you are so insistent on chasing back onto my face).
How goes your own woman-hunt?